12th January

To avoid getting to close to the vampire lair (and having to walk through the swamp) the party decides to turn westwards now and move along the swamps edge. After having travelled for a bit, the party comes across a cave in the side of a small hill. They decide to investigate for a bit.

A few steps in, they regret this decision. Yellow glowing eyes appear in the darkness, reflecting the torches light. Growling reverberates through the cave.

The party turns on their heels and runs. Behind them, they hear large creatures following them. A quick look over the shoulder confirms: It’s wolves. Large wolves. And a lot of them. Roise the magic users, reaches into her pack and pulls out her bundle of rations. She takes it and throws the dried meat behind her, hoping that the wolves will be more interested in the food than pursuing them. To everyones relief, they are.

The party continues to run for a while and then everyone collapses on the grass, gasping for air.

After regaining their breath, they decide to put some more distance between them and the wolves. They continue westward and, after a few hours, reach the edge of the swamp close to Dusty Vanau. Everyone sighs and prepares for an uncomfortable time.

But after some time, the party comes across something remarkable: A small waterfall, that falls backwards. They examine it for quite some time, but apart from some words in an unknown language carved into a stone nearby, they find nothing that explains how this spell works.

Looking at the sun, the characters determine that they would not reach town before nighttime and instead decide to make camp.