Into the Tarians

[radio]

 

"I heard the screams. When she died in my hands. I heard the Dragons in the mountains. I heard her. I heard Naysien."
  

Following the successful raid upon the western flank of the Tarian River, the Shimmering City is quick to set up camps and fortifications. Siege weapons rain upon the Ebonblooded territory while the Osornans prepare for the final assault to remove the Ebonblooded's Cult from Esshar.
 
Though, Acacio is distracted. Distracted by a voice in his head. Distracted by a dark arcanium band around his finger. His eyes forever linger on the distant peaks of the Tarians.
 
An expedition.
 
To Slay Dragons.
 

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DRAGON SLAYING
!High Risk!
12 People
DM - Chance

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[Chance]

With the dragonborn no longer able to hold back the ruthless inquisition, the mountain is vulnerable, and the lustre of a dragon hoard has caught the eye of the cursed Astor. The true hunt begins.

From the base of the mountain to the very peaks, frequent, harrowing roars can be heard on the eve of the expedition. An echoing horror.

Death awaits.