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The hunter and the daughter depart from the sundered gate in silence. The fog follows their wake with steady insistence, obscuring them from the light of the dawnward horizon.
>ROLL 1d10 + 2 [FOG] for evading observation, best of 3. DC: 5, 9
The hooded figures continue their peculiar work. Chisels scrape against limestone. Weighted hammers crunch down on piles of long-pulverized rubble. But when the groups finish their work, one among them does not return to convene at their roaring fire.
You look duskward. Tiny shreds of tattered green cloth flutter like ribbons. The limestone arches tally a handful of new scratches.
>[BREEZE] Direct the hunter there... [-1 FAITH]
>[NOTHING]
