Active effects: Blind, endure elements, light fortification, see invis, keen edge, resist cold 30, airwalk, mirror image, bull's strength
Parity grimaces, "Ghosts don't leave loot, eh? What a waste. Ah well, maybe the weather will get better when we emerge from this blasted hole.". He wrinkles his nose, muttering, "Smells like wet dog .... is there a route through here for the caravan that King of the Apes here will let us take?"
Bormurg holds up a hand and says, "No need for apology. You stayed a killing blow and released me from her claws. My clan owes you much, and I will see my debt paid before you leave."
He points towards the switchback ramp on the south side of the cavern. "That way towards the surface, a half-mile from here. I will help you remove the barricade, and then you are clear to pass onward." The yeti chief starts walking in that direction.
Female Human Bard/Monk (Martial Artist) 8/1 || Per +14 | Fort +7 Ref +11 Will +9 | BAB +6 | CMB +10 | CMD 24 ||
"You wouldn't be able to ask that if we hadn't"
"...or we could all be dead, and this is Pharasma's idea of a good joke. Or it might just be an illusion. How do I know you're all who you say you are?" Maeve's eyes suddenly narrow and she looks at everyone with great suspicion....before giggling and breaking out in a grin. "...just kidding."
Bormurg leads you up the switchbacks, which culminates into a wide tunnel leading southeast. There, a barricade of stone and debris blocks the path. The ramps up are steep, and slow going for the caravan wagons, so you have plenty of time before Sandru can lead the first wagon up. With Bormurg's size and prodigious strength, clearing the way takes little time.
About an hour later, with the entire caravan safely over the climb, Bormurg escorts you the rest of the way out. The cool breeze of fresh air hits you before you see the first peaks of sunlight ahead. You emerge from the Path of Spirits. Even though it is mid-day, the sun still hangs close to the horizon. The Wall of Heaven mountains stand behind you, and before you are rolling snow-covered hills, as far as you can see.
Before the last wagon of the caravan leaves the underground passage, Bormurg walks up to Heng and hands him a small package wrapped in leather. He bows on one knee, saying, "For thanks. Go with our spirit." The yeti rises and disappears into the tunnel.