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For Bri, Tuon and Roderick

Close to one hundred wagons pulled out of Psion Keep, surrounded by two hundred seasoned guards, heading north through the Demon Wastes. Tuon and Roderick had no problem finding room on this trip; merchants are always looking for some adventurers to guard their products on the trip north. They rode out of Psion Keep astride two young horses supplied by the merchant they were protecting and looked to the northern land they had heard so much about.
Bri on the other hand could not sell her fighting ability so as the wagons started moving she was huddled in a small opening under one of the wagons. She ignored the cramp in her leg and the growing hunger in her belly as she was jostled and tossed around on the road north.

The first three days on the trip were uneventful and Tuon and Roderick enjoyed the trip meeting new people and glad to be leaving their home and memories behind. Bri managed to sneak out and find food when she could and tolerated the bumpy. One night as Bri reached out to grab a loaf of bread and cheese a man grabbed her arm and pulled into the light of the fire. The amusement Tuon and Roderick on their faces quickly turned to shock as the small halfling girl went berserk clawing, biting and kicking with abandon, and filling the night air with language that would make some women faint. After the brief encounter Tuon cleaned the bite mark on his hand, Roderick rubbed the soreness from the bents in his shin and Bri put a cold water skin on the lump on her head. The two bother impressed by the girls tenacity allowed her to eat with them and after talking through the night they decided to continue the trip together. Bri spent most of the days telling the brothers about Keepers Dale and the surrounding region and they quickly were very grateful to have met the small halfling.

After the first week Tuon and Roderick were starting to wonder if the tales of the Demon Wastes are more camp fire stories than true fact but Bri new better from her first trip south. As the dark clouds slowly grew in the northwest horizon things around the caravan changed, the guards quit joking with each other, the merchants kept their wagons closer together and the land grew more savage.

The caravan passed by the remnant of a lone wagon torn to pieces and covered in blood with what everyone assumes was the remains of a person lying in the sun. Several of the guards quickly buried the remains while they commented on the stupidity of trying the trip north alone. The nights were filled with horrible sounds outside of the lighted perimeter and one guard was grabbed by a flying monster and carried away his screams fading in the dark. Several days’ later two merchants disappeared in the night and rumors of a succubus luring them away quickly filled the camp. Tuon and Roderick quickly changed their opinion about the camp fire stories after their fourth sleepless night listening to the nightmarish sounds in the dark.

As the caravan entered the valley between Lonelywood and the Innerlight Hills the Demons Peak slowly was lost to the horizon and the tension faded. The remainder of the trip was filled with talk of how successful and uneventful the trip was, they only lost three people after all. The stop at Narath-dur was quick as several wagons left with the 199 guards to rest before their return trip back to Psion Keep and twenty more wagons joined and they head out east to Keeper Dale.

Feel free to role play the next couple days and night and I will post again about half way to Keeper Dale.

for Bri, Tuon, and Roderick

The caravan left the Psion Keep escorted by almost 200 soldiers and started north through the Demon Wastes. The first couple of days were pretty uneventful until Tuon caught a small halfling girl trying to steal his money pouch. After a small 'disagreement' Tuon cleaned the bite mark on hsi arm, Roderick rubbed the soreness from his shin and Bri finally regained consciousness. The two brothers were rather impressed with her tenacity and after sharing a meal and talking for a while the brothers decided to let the small halfling girl tag along with them.

At first Tuon and Roderich wander if the stories of the horrors that live in the Demon Wastes might be more fairy tale than fact but Bri new better from her first trip south. As the dark peak on the northwestern horizon starts to grow things changed, the nights were filled with terrible sounds outside of the lighted circle of giant brazers that surrounded the wagons. During the day the western sky grew darker with continual thunderstorms and winged demons can be seen in the distance.

Two merchants disappeared during the night, the guards say that they were lured away by a succubus but that is most likely just rumor, at least that what some people say. A guard was plucked from his station by a flying monster and his screams in the night haunted the three companions for the rest of the trip.

For several weeks the whole caravan was on edge but as the peak fell behind the Innerlight hills the tension fell away the journey to Narath-dur was filled with light hearted revelry as the travelers put the last couple of weeks behind them.

The stop in Narath-dur was short and chaotic several wagons joined the caravan and several stayed behind and the entire escort left for their barracks to rest before the followed another back south.

Now that the most dangerous part of the trip is over the carvan head out east for Keepers Dale.

Feel free to role play the next two days and nights of the trip.