DAY 2
Weather: Cloudy
Time: Morning


You move like a hunting cat through the underbrush, making your way swiftly to the spot, it was as Novalis had described, a small trail led to the southern wall of the keep, barely there. It was impressive he had even seen this trail, but from his perspective, it must have been more obvious, for this was unused, and had been for a long time.

Nestled beside the crumbling silhouette of a once-imposing tower at the southern end of Vraath Keep, a significant breach in the ancient stone walls presents a silent testament to the structure’s storied past. This gap, large enough for several people to pass through side by side, appears as though it could have been caused by some violent force, perhaps a siege engine or natural decay accelerated by the elements.

The breach itself is bordered by jagged edges of stone, with the remnants of the wall showing layers of erosion and mossy overgrowth that speaks to years of neglect. Bits of fallen masonry litter the ground near the opening, interspersed with creeping vines and weeds that have taken root in the moist, dark earth created by the shadow of the tower.

The tower itself, standing ominously near the breach, shows signs of structural failure; its upper sections are partially collapsed, creating a jagged profile against the sky. Despite its dilapidated state, the tower’s lower portions remain daunting, with dark, empty window sockets and an aura of desolate abandonment. The roof has a large hole, as if a boulder had smashed through it, evenstill, something seems to be moving, a flickering light shimmers inside, but in the sunlit morning it is hard to tell.