weary-travelers

Day One at the Fortified Manor

Ten miles from the old oak and Clem, we reached a series of switchbacks which led up to the manor. After dispatching some guards (and picking up a new piece of armor for yours truly), we proceeded to the mill in the rear of the property. There we found a rickety-stair trap and a storage house full of rats. I took their skins and some organs for ritual components.

We found the boy, but killed Jenni in the process.

“Feed me and I shall grow. Give me drink and I shall die.”

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