Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20170424191044/@comment-26444332-20170626070553

Azarias exhales slowly.

'Let's go, then.'

For the next few hours, they pick their way through the defile, ever heading upwards. A few of them might notice the tactical disadvantage of being cramped in here: traps both mundane and magical work just as well on unprepared mages as they do on unprepared soldiers or travelers (even better on mages, since they usually do not wear armor and therefore are not protected), and then there are those alchemical monsters Azarias warned them about.

The sun is setting and they are about a quarter of the way up the first peak when Azarias pulls up short and cocks his head as if listening to something.