In the Footsteps of the Grey Company RPG

[piosenniel]

Meoshi’s post:

The shadow of the Haunted Mountain lay thick and heavy over the black pines in the ravine.
Below them, the dampness and gloom was disturbed by a cluster of tents, some small and some large.

Falin checked the contents of the packs again. Food, digging equipment, lanterns...no weapons. Everyone has their weapons in hand, he thought grimly, looking toward the rest of the camp.

The rest of the party was silent, taking down their tents. Breakfast had been quick and devoid of conversation. All were thinking of the task ahead, with fear and foreboding. Some of his friends from the Glittering Caves, and a few Men of various types. It was a pity that so few had come; He had thought that Men would jump at such an oppurtunity. But then, given the tales that had been told of the Paths of the Dead, and of the terrible fate of those who had traveled there.

Falin broke the silence. "Finish up! We march on within the hour!"