Varrid was content at seeing a blue sky, verdant grass and breathing in fresh air. The field the party found around them was lush and beautiful. It appeared to be untouched by either human or animal. Arvien send Summergale up and around to scout the area. Summergale returned with unwelcome news. There was no evidence of habitation of any kind. No smoke, no farms, no villages, nothing, not even trees that had been felled by anything other than weather.
A running description of our Sunday Night D&D sessions.
