>Continue on the mission: Feather hat (If this creature assists in an action that is not physically dangerous, add +1 to your rolls.)
Dawn had not yet arrived when the first leadership questions emerged.
With the dead Inquisitor who would lead the expedition?
Why would anyone stay?
many had reasons to come into the Wildlands, but none of them had an excuse to depper.
And yet, what would they find on the return if they came back empty handed.
Execution, crushing debt, shame or the regret of not ending this journey.
The Nobleman was still alive, holding the contracts that bound the conscripts to the late Inquisitor.
He didnt trust them off his person from him now that he was alone "leading".
He also did not trust David, the cyborg maniac had become too self absorbed now that the man keeping hin in check was gone.
An old elven disgrace of a merchant had begun representing the conscripts as a sort of lawer.
There was a mutinie in planning, but success would be null if the volunteers sided with the nobleman.
So he had to undermine the mission since the nobleman had the respect of noone.
And so, by pressing a bit, the man explained what they were here to do.
"We are supposed to find some, find some drug makers.
They, they were coming out of the Wildlands, we know where they are. they...
Don't look at me like that. That green dust is dangerous, I have.
I have seen it, it makes you like, like this place. It's wrong.
I can't go back, we can't fail. This place would creep on us, on us."
Further questioning revealed that this place was actually very close.
Just needed to cross a river.
and to the dismay of many conscripts, this motivated the rest of the group.
The end was in sight, glory could be had.
...
The sun emerged as always, the floating islands blocking its heat but not the light.
The expedition continued and there was no incident except for the occasional fight between the volunteers and the conscripts.
After a few hours of travel, they reached the river that the nobleman had mentioned.
A vast expanse of low current but with what seemed like a lot of depth.
The water was dirty, but hundreds of small insects could be seen swimming in the water.
after some experimentation it was confirmed that they were aggressively carnivorous.
About a hundred meters from where you were, the other shore.
There began a bone-colored desert.
How will you cross the river?
>Try to make a rope bridge (Roll 1d20 DC10, Failure ; spend 7 resourcess)>Abandon the carts, build some cayaks. (spends 4 Resources)>Use magic to move the water(Loses 2d4 resources)>Look for a narrowing that makes crossing easier.(Game of distortion for new obstacle)>Write in>>5565754Kazzik is dead, and the stone boys are... still alive, in their weird enlightened way.