I'm here, just been watching the thread
I would be game to continue. I was informed that the Mythic ruleset has changed, though I haven't had a chance to read through it.
All right, I do a short recap and then we'll move on, let me know if I missed something.
You just slew 2 winter wolves and afterwards cured their skinns and did a quick conservation of their meat securing vital food for your journey to come.
And moving on:
After packing your newly acquired goods you press on. The weather is again showing it self from a milder site. The temperature is still biding cold, but the sun shines from a could less sky.
As you begin walking, you notice that the snowblindness is even worse today than yesterday so you must be even more mindfull in reagards to protecting your eyes. Another lesson you learn is that winter wolf is not very tasty at all, but food is food. You are making good speed across snow covered plain and with out any further trouble you keep walking.
During the late afternoon the weather seems to begin to change...
Elantier trudges along watching the sky.
Zorariel sighs, and continues trudging.
"Ya' know. I've heard tell of some type of shades you put over your eyes ta protect 'em from this sort of thing." He closes one eye and attempts to outglare the glare.
Elantier points to his goggles.
"See, like that, and on an elf of all things. You used to this sort of weather where you're from?"
I hail from Kyonin, but have traveled much.
"If we travelled at night the glare wouldn't be such an issue" complains Zorariel, standing lightly on the top of three feet of snow next to Elantier.
As some of you have suspected there is a storm brewing. A blizzard is heading your way from the south and will hit you in a couple of hours.
I suspect we should look for a place to dig in and make a shelter of sorts, before the storm hits.
"Yep, time for another snow cave."
Zorariel flexes his fingers
"Fast way, or slow way?" he asks
"Well, as long as we don't melt too much, we should be alright. Snow insulates better than most materials."
"You trace where you want the heat, and I'll heat it."
Zorariel summons his arcane powers and vaporises the indicated amount of snow leaving a hole in the snow. As the groupe line the hole with the furs and creates a cover to weather over the storm.
Having dug in the storm, it hits. The sky darkens and the wind begins to howl. Visability drops and all you can see is a wall of snow. The storm rages for the rest of the day and most of the night. You emerge unharmed the next morning.
Zorariel sleeps peacefully through the storm. When the snow has left he asks
"Everyone ok? It got a bit cold last night."
Fine, it seems the shelter worked very well.
"I cannot say I dislike this weather - it reminds me of home... Good job with the shelter Zorariel, it seems to have worked out perfectly fine!"
Stretching his muscles after leaving the cramped space, the barbarian adds - "Shall we get moving then"
"Aye. Continuin' southwest if ya please." Joran shakes the snow off their makeshift shelter before helping to pack it away.
"Oh no - Joran built it, I just used some magic to help him!"
The ground is covered in a couple of inches of new snow. Though it doesn't slow you down it certainly is a nuisance. The sky is once again clear but the temperature is a little lower than before the storm.
As you progress in your chosen direction nothing seems to hinder your path away from captivity.
As you all glance ahead something is reflecting the sun light. You haven't seen this phenomena before. It might be natural?
With your keen elven sight reveals more detail and you have seen this before. It is the sunlight reflected in metal, in all likelihood worn by humanoids.
"Well! Looks like civilisation, friends." Zorariel pauses "I mean 'well friends, looks like civilisation' - not that this civilisation is our friend. Though it could be - hope for the best I always say."
"I am not much of a diplomat... Who would like to be the one establishing first contact?" - Reknar comments with a smile - "Also perhaps we can benefit from having someone go ahead and scout what we are heading into?"
Just to clear things up, they are quite far away, it's the reflection that alerts you, you'll have some time to react, but please remember you're standing on a flat tundra.
"I say, get off tha flat ground. We're as visible as they are!" Joran dives for the nearest pile of snow deep enough to hide in.
"Hiding? That is a good idea."
Zorariel joins Joran
"Do we have a longer term plan? Scouting maybe?"
Elantier gets down on the ground with the others. I could try to send Silvermane to scout.
"Good idea - he is a wolf. Tell him to be careful though!"
Joran shrugs as he is able.
"That, or wait for cover of dark. Some of us can see better then."
"Depends what we're up against. Unless it's just humans with their day-eyes they probably see in the dark pretty well too..." Zorariel suddenly looks left "Oh, sorry Reknar. No offence intended - I don't really think of you as human. There's an arcane technique I've heard of that can fix your vision, if it helps."
"Best thing ta do, is wait for darkness." Joran mutters to the others. "Then we can determine what we're dealin' with."