Session 100

Kara
The long walk down the mountain gave my mind time to roam again. To failing oona, to failing the northmen at the tomb. To my failing Ali. To cormag again and again. We are always late or I am not enough. More monsters arise by the day and set on us from all sides. This sickness the northmen carry is beginning to spread. In our search for shelter from the coming storm we came apon the den of a massive dead eagle. Dead eating a goat of all things, which poured the thick black bile that spills from the northmen into the land. I don't have the knowledge of magic to stop this so I must keep my companions above dirt long enough for them to come up with a plan, if I can.
  We kept shelter in the cave anyway, and decided to rest in order to gain the strength to magically travel to caer caelydir once more. With no idea if oona is alive or the state of the city we all sat on icicles trying to sleep. To our surprise (to gales extreme surprise) the seekers came in the night to aid us. Silro vanthris and rindoor came through a portal to offer us aid and travel in exchange for admittance to the city, like a godly blessing. The rest seemed more hesitant than I but I am unsure why. The seekers have proved themselves allies over again. After speaking on the fine points of the deal ( and watching gale shoot vanthriss before I could stop him) we came to agreement. The morning after vanthriss whisked us away to the fray once again. No rest for the wolf breakers.