This is part of a series about my DMing Princes of the Apocalypse, a D&D 5e adventure by and copyright Wizards of the Coast.

Table of Contents. The Party.

There will be SPOILERS. If you are playing in a PotA game, please don’t read this. If you are DMing a PotA game, or are a DM who wants to see what the ride was like … read on!

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GM Recap

Session 8 (Day 15) 

1. The heroes traveled to the hilltop where Larmon Greenboot had directed them. They found there the shattered (and only hours-old) body of Larrakh, as well as the hasty graves of a Dwarf craftsman, a Mirabar Army warrior, a Black Earth cultist (buried with their weapon), and a figure dressed in white with feathers on their cloak’s shoulders.
2. Surmising Larrakh might have been dropped from a great height, they headed toward Feathergale Spire, home of the rich boys’ flying club, the Feathergale Knights.
3. Approaching openly, they were welcomed in by Savra Hanadroum, the estranged daughter of Haeleeya Hanadroum, and introduced to the master of the club and castle, Thurl Merosska.
4. They attended the 10th anniversary feast of the Society, where many toasts were made, and the heroes encouraged to tell their stories. Thurl, in turn, talked of the evils lurking in Sumber Hills (and a bit of the History of the Dessarin Valley, in particular the loathed Cult of the Black Earth.
5. A Manticore was spotted. Theren, William, and Faith joined the night-fogged hunt for the abomination with four of the knights. Our three heroes distinguished themselves in the Manticore Encounter, and William was awarded the reward ring from Thurl. Thurl told them he might have a quest for them to undertake, to be discuss the next day.
6. As people prepared for sleep, Savra approached Nala and Moony for more info on the Black Earth infiltration of Red Larch. They told her about Larrakh‘s involvement, and their finding his dead body. She invited them to join the Feathergale Knights, that their bravery, honor, and magical abilities would be very helpful, especially as the Knights were learning about the magics of Elemental Air to combat their enemies. Nala declined, courteously, which Savra did not take well.

Player Recap

Lightly traveled road with some small cart paths branching off to homesteads, several of which are abandoned. They meet a couple on a cart with boxes, a shepherd with flock of sheep, and a group of well armed horsemen all heading towards town.

Something suddenly clicks for Faith, the dream from several nights past of being buried in stone until someone comes to help; it is really similar to the rescue of the boy Braelen. 

Around mid-day they come across the split tree landmark Larmon told them of and evidence of a flock of sheep passing by. Traveling up the path to the crest of the hill. The path is steep. They are glad that they didn’t try to bring Buttercup and the cart.

On the crest there are four recently dug shallow graves covered in stones plus a fresh body – the center of some vultures’ attention. Shooing away the vulture they move closer and discover it is the body of Larrakh. There is a shattered staff and a broken crystal halberd near by. William examines the body. Larrakh was hit by several arrows and has suffered from a massive blunt force trauma. Looks like he fell from a very great height. Besides some gems and money, he has a chain with the Symbol of the Black Earth and several Mirabar trade bars. Removing the stone mask, Larrakh is still unfamiliar.

Looking around, there is a great view from the hill crest. They can see all the way to Red Larch and the Feathergale Spire to the NW surrounded by large birds.

The group moves onto the cairns. At Nala‘s recommendation, William looks around the site for other tracks. The first grave has a male dwarf in artisan robes. He has no possessions.  The second grave has a female warrior in the surcoat of the Mirabar army. The third grave contains a human warrior is a strange stony armor, not unlike Larrakh’s. He is also wearing a necklace with the symbol of the Black Earth and has a short mace at his side. The last grave Human in a white robe with black feathers at his shoulders. All have died of arrow wounds or crushing blows.

William doesn’t find any trails, only broken arrows, a discarded javelin, and a torn grey cloak. Moony notes that the grave of the Black Earth fighter was given obvious deference. The constable had requested that the group determine if any attack was caused by bandits or other things dangerous to the homesteaders. This looks like it will not endanger Red Larch. Because of the connection to Mirabar, the group decides to go to Feathergale Spire to talk the the feather heads and see if they know anything.

The group approaches from the main path along the cliff edge rather than cross-country across the valley. **Insert color text here** The spire looks centuries old but with recent high quality repairs. The drawbridge is up and a couple of guards watch over from the spire crown. There is a bell on this side of the bridge. Moony rings (repeatedly). A woman opens a window from the gate house, greeting travelers, how can I help you? Nala briefly explain why we are here from Red Larch and asks for their assistance. “Your courtesy does us honor. You are welcome.” The bridge is lowered and they are greeted at the large double doors by a finely armored warrior who introduces herself as Savra Hanadroum. Nala introduces herself and the rest of the party. She steps back to allow the party to enter the tower. There are a couple of men in leather armor of a style similar to Savra’s There is a large steel eagle on one wall and fine tapestries on the others. They can see the controls to the bridge and the sturdy locks on the door. She brings they through to a circular staircase. At the top of the staircase is the top of the tower. There are green lawns and a large spyglass. 

She introduces them to Thurl Merosska. He is very well dressed, extols the pleasures of flight. The human in the white robe with the black feathers would not be out of place in the tower. Nala describes scenes and asks if they may have seen anything. Thurl suggests that it is a topic better suited at dinner. They are celebrating the feather guild’s 10th anniversary. “Please join me and my knights at dinner tonight.” Thurl describes how the group goes up here to enjoy the wind and view. **Enter pseudo-philosophical crap here.**

Dwarves had built a mighty kingdom here. Their fortress which lay beneath the valley became a home to dark and loathesome creatures. About 600 years ago the Knights of the Silver Horn discovered and explored the ruins. They became quite wealthy and build several towers to keep the valley safe. That lasted for a few generations and then they too fell into disrepair. In our time they were called the Haunted Keeps. When Thurl decided to retire he and his friends decided to claim the tower and rebuild it. (Nala recognizes him now as a famous griffin racer.) Ten years ago today they set the first stone. 

It appears that Thurl was not surprised to see the group at the tower. He invites them to take their leave in some room he will arranged for them to stay in. Faith reflects on the conversation with Thurl and feels that he is very happy that we have arrived. Maybe more pleased than the sight of new strangers might warrant. She also thinks that he is definitely dodging the questions about the bodies on the hill crest.

Mooney engages with Savra. He asks if she is related to Haeleya Hanadroum. She blanches slightly and affirms that Haeleeya is her mother. Moony exclaims Haeleeya’s virtue and caring for the community. Savra “Yes, she is caring for many but not all” Then rushes to show them their rooms off of the feasting hall.

The group walks into the first room together. There are two beds, two desks, and to chest. All very sturdy and comfortable. There is a window in the tower wall and tapestries on the others. There is a stack of books on the desk. They are basic books on writing and fighting and one titled Get Yours. 

The group quietly discuss what they have learned or discerned. Theren moves to the other room set aside for them. Moony starts exploring the other rooms. One of the knights sitting at the main table, Sir Carelle, walks over to Moony and asks “Would you like me to give you a tour”? Moony immediately takes him up on the offer. When they enter the kitchen there are a few initiates are standing around a cauldron breathing in deeply. “Inhale the steam…Be the steam” Carelle starts to try and explain and Moony interrupts “So secret initiate stuff” Next is the solarium, chill now but would be pleasant in daylight. Carelle says that it is also very Moony compares it to a courtyard in a monastery. Next, the stalls of the lower levers. They continue to discuss the joys of flight and becoming one with your beasts. Finally, they adjourn back up main hall.

Savra comes to the rooms and invites the party to join the celebration. There they meet the other seven knights and Thurl. When everyone is seated, Thurl raise’s his glass with a toast. The table is served by four initiates. The knights praise their mounts, the joys of the sky, Thurl, and their adventures. The wine flows freely. Thurl, notices that Faith is not drinking and asks if the wine is not to her liking. Faith mentions that she doesn’t like wine and settles for water.

The group gives a summary on the bodies on the crest, the bandits on the road, and the hole opening up in the middle of Red Larch with the Dwarf ruins below. Moony leans over to Carelle and describes the adventure with the zombies and unicorns.

Nala notices that there is something odd about the initiates, but she can’t put her finger on it. They aren’t exactly acting like servants or devotees.

When the conversation turns to the graves. Nala describes finding the body of Larrakh and the graves from what appears to be a battle. Thurl: “The situation in the valley is dire. Some days ago there was an incursion, an invasion of murderous thugs, into the land we watch over. They were a cult cover everything over, bind people with shackles of stone. We drove them off to the East. There were 10 or 15. One of our own was lost.” 

Nala describes the sighting of the people in the stone masks in Red Larch.  Moony ask Carelle about the knight that was killed. He learns that he was not returned to Waterdeep, but Carelle believes that he is free and has joined the spirits of the sky. 

Thurl slams the table and declares their support of the town of Red Larch as well as their own valley. ….

An initiate opens the doors and announces that the manticore is on the move again. “Now is the time to kill it for good.” He pulls a large golden ring and offers it as a reward for any who kills the beast. 

Faith, Theren, and William join the hunt mounted upon hippogriffs. Faith sights the beast and Blesses the team’s endeavor. She then casts Guiding Bolt at the manticore and makes a critical hit. This is followed by Theren’s Chaos Bolt. When William’s turn comes, he casts Ensnaring Strike and hits the beast with an arrow. The manticore is restrained. He fails to free himself and plummets to the earth. His screams fill the air and he is crushed on the rocks below.

Much huzzahs greet the group as they return to the tower. After cheering their success, Thurl tosses William the promised ring. He totally misses the catch. It is very nice, heavy, gold, with a ruby and feather design. (Value 250g). “My friends you have impressed me, and that is not easily done. I think in the morrow, I can suggest an adventure that will help Red Larch as well as our little valley.”

Savra comes to Moony and Nala’s room begging and then demanding that they join the Feathergale Knights, to become air elementalists to fight the evil earth elementalists.  She stormed off when both Moony and Nala said they preferred to keep their feet on the ground and that she should go and speak to Faith, William, and Theren since they actually fought and killed the Manticore.

Moony will be leaving after he no longer hears Savra in the hall so he can tell Faith, William and Theren her offer.  Also, he will be trying to investigate the room on the lower level that was not a part of the tour.

Game Notes

The Red Larch vicinity is sideways

Nearly all of the maps in the game are oriented Top = North, as  is true for most maps people encounter in life.

The “Red Larch Vicinity” map, laying out where some of the side quests out of Red Larch are situated, has North on the right. It confused my players every single time it got pulled up, since being zoomed in on the map to see things meant the compass rose wasn’t necessarily visible.

Is there a reason it’s oriented that way? No. It could just as easily  be oriented with Top = North.

(The scale given is also wrong; 1 hex = 1 mile.)

If the map is sideways, their journeying out through it also gave the players a sense of how the Dessarin Valley was “going sideways” — abandoned homesteads (from the weather or the banditry) being a key clue.

The Shallow Graves

So I also created a map for the Shallow Graves setting, finding a random open space map and adding in where the graves were.

You might say, “But, Dave — nothing actually happens there!”

I know. But the problem with only having maps where things happen is that when there’s no map, the players assume, even unconsciously, that nothing is going to happen.

Also, I wanted to give them a visual sense, not just Theater of the Mind, as to the layout, and see how they investigated. Including an occasional, “Okay, where is everyone standing right this moment?” just to keep them on their toes.

The Long and Winding Road of the Mirabar Delegation

The campaign is filled with various notes and clues about what happened to the Mirabar Delegation and when, and, of course, they are scattered about the rule book. But nowhere is a concise, detailed description laid out. That may be why none of it actually makes much sense, both timewise (based on clues and hints various folk pass to the party) and spatially, which becomes even more clear when you map it out. Which Carl Jonard has done:

The biggest issue is if, for some reason, the Delegation went to Beliard, then got pursued and captured by the Black Earth at the identified Ambush Site … how the hell do they get over to the Shallow Graves location to the south of the Sumber Hills — apparently completely bypassing multiple routes over to Sacred Stone Monastery, the Black Earth destination?

(It also didn’t help that the original PotA Dessarin Valley maps had the wrong scale listed on them, and, in the electronic version I received, still do.)

I think even Jonard’s map underplays it, especially as it has the Black Earth party wandering around in the Sumber Hills, but never in the right direction.

Various folk have tried to rationalize this. Here’s my version, which worked well enough (even kinda-sorta time-wise)

1. The Mirabar Delegation sets forth from (derp) Mirabar. They include both Mirabar and Waterdeep delegates, as well as a Dwarvish Librarian and (last moment) the body of a young knight being sent home Summit Keep and the Knights of Samular. Everyone in Waterdeep is expecting them to just take the Long Road south to Waterdeep. Nobody from Mirabar sends word of any changed plans, despite the urgency of the MacGuffin.
2. The Delegation turns east off the Long Road at Westbridge, and later arrives in Beliard (other travelers at later times will mention this). The reason for this diversion this is twofold: taking the Knight of Samular back to Summit Keep, and because Teresiel has a supply of magic seeds for Goldenfields, further south (a chance for the dwarves in the group to see the fabulous Stone Bridge might also play into this). The plan is to go down the Dessarin Road to the Keep, continue on down to Womford, Teresiel splits off to Goldenfields, the rest of the Delegation heads up the Cairn Road to Red Larch and the Long Road, and they all meet up back in Waterdeep, easy-peasy. 
3. All the cults have been raiding the valley for prisoners and booty. The reasons are sort of vague — manual labor, human sacrifice, creating an atmosphere of heightened terror upon which their cults can flourish, etc. Whatevs. But they are still operating in secrecy. Each cult has some advantages here:
   1. The Howling Hatred uses aerial forces from Feathergale Spire, giving them speed and mobility.
   2. The Crushing Wave dominates the Dessarin River, a rich trading route.
   3. The Black Earth’s Temple is closest to the surface, making it easier to sent out sorties.
   4. The Eternal Flame uses spies and rumors. They can afford to because they are more powerful.
4. At any rate, a large Black Earth raiding party intercepts the Delegation, chasing them off the Dessarin Road, killing most of the troops and taking the “important” people hostage. 
5. But then what? The Black Earth raiding party obviously wants to get back to the Sacred Stone Monastery.
   1. They don’t want to travel north — Beliard and the Stone Bridge are choke points and might betray the raiding party’s existence.
   2. They can’t take the road south, because of Summit Hall and the knights there.
   3. Unfortunately the old bridge across the Dessarin River, close to the Monastery is long since fallen. (Note: in retrospect, I would have made that very, very recent, so that it was their planned line of retreat.) 
   4. So they go westward, inland, along the traces of ancient dwarvish roads, turn south along the river, skirting past Summit Hall, down to the flats, until they can find (what turns out to be) a Crushing Wave ship to cross the river. The Black Earth and Crushing Wave are … somewhat cooperative, the Crushing Wave folk are always willing to be paid something valuable for service. 
6. For some reason, they don’t book a trip all the way up the river to the base of the old bridge.; maybe it’s just too unwieldy an ascent for a group this size (that’s what I later decided), or maybe the only valuables they have — those antique books — are just enough to pay for a ferry across, nothing more. Or maybe the Crushing Wave have decided to subtly throw some sand into their operation — not block them, but slow them. That sounds like something the crafty Water Cult would do.
7. The Black Earth know they can circle around to get to the Monastery up the Larch Path, even if that brings them dangerously close to Feathergale Spire and the Howling Hatred. They choose not to cross-country north through the Sumber Hills to the Monastery — perhaps they know about dangers we don’t, or maybe the geography makes it a more difficult journey than it seems.
8. The worst case scenario happens: the Howing Hatred spot the Black Earth forces making their way  cross-country, and attack them. The Howling Hatred take one of the hostages (Deseyna) but are driven off, taking losses. The Black Earth bury the dead (even the fallen air cultist; what better fate, from their viewpoint, than to stuff their body into the earth?) and continue on their way, cutting across to the Larch Path, up and over and around the long way, arriving at the Monastery with their prisoners, some of whom are put to work in the basement mines, some of whom are sent further below …

It’s convoluted and speculative and doesn’t line up well with the timing (though no proposed scenario actually does), but it created a narrative storyline for me to use as a touchstone. The players didn’t necessarily need to know all the details (MacGuffin!), but having the sense that the details made sense was very important.

But what about Larrakh?

In the Campaign As Written (CAW), Larrakh, if he escapes the Tomb, simply vanishes from the narrative.

Ho-hum.

I toyed with the idea at one point that he’d actually been sent to Red Larch as punishment for the fiasco of that Black Earth mission. The timing there never really gelled (it’s unclear how long he’s been in Red Larch, but it’s been longer than that).

But I did speculate on him heading back toward the Monastery after the Tomb fiasco. Rather than the obvious Larch Path, he heads toward Rivergard Keep, planning on booking a one-person passage toward that fallen bridge (where his Spider Climb spell would be very handy.

Alternately, he uses some mystical means to check in and is told to find out what happened to the raiding party at the Shallow Graves, so he heads that way.

One way or the other, he finds the Shallow Graves after the shepherd has come and gone. Unfortunately, he’s also spotted by the Feathergale Knights (telescope!), who come along, grab him, lift him up, and drop him from a very great height.

It was a waste of good bad guy, one one level, but it also provided some closure for the party about the guy who’d nearly taken them out — and indicated that there were other threats out there. It also made the site a bit more layered, with events happening in multiple timeframes. 

On to Feathergale Spire!

Feathergale Spire is Backward

The picture of Feathergale Spire provided as a hand-out for the players shows it anchored to the east side of the valley, illuminated by the sun from the south, the Sumber Hills to the north in the background. 

The Sighing Valley map shows Feathergale Spire anchored to the west side of the valley. There is talk about parties approaching up a path along the cliff edge, but no path is shown. The southern part of the Sighing Valley is by far the most dangerous (the Manticores, the Griffons), but it would be the first area entered if one approached through the valley; it has that “as you explore further in” vibe, which makes no sense unless it’s actually to the north, but it’s not. 

But the Sighing Valley also extends to the north.

The Feathergale Spire dungeon map also shows the tower anchored to the west cliffside. 

The Feathergale Spire text talks about the broad valley extending from there to the east.

Oh, and running out of the Sighing Valley is the Lost River … which is, truly, lost, as it shows up on none of the Dessarin Valley maps, nor in any description of the party crossing it or dealing with it as they head toward the Spire. 

What a mess.

I tried twisting the map around 180 degrees (with the idea that the river actually gets “Lost” into Knife Edge Gully), but that really didn’t help. In the end I just flipped the handout picture of the Spire on its vertical axis and called it I-hope-nobody-pays-attention.

(For all I know, the art was originally correct and some layout editor flipped it around to make it look “better” in the book, not realizing that obsessive-compulsive DMs would fret so over it.)

Somewhat more useful notes on Feathergale Spire

Feathergale Spire is the first of the Haunted Keeps, the first set of cultists encountered, the first gang of bad guys to engage with that aren’t Red Larch locals.

It’s possible (but probably hard) to stealth or assault the spire from without. An alternative is to decide on a ruse to enter — the CAW always recommends either “We’re bringing a message from Higher Ups,” or “We’re eager recruits” — then strike from within. 

For some reason, this party was a bit apprehensive about dealing with these folk in a violent fashion. There were a lot of bad guys, a lot of them mounted on giant birds. The party was only 3rd level (though that’s what this was geared for), so they were leery about confrontation. That would lead to Interesting (and Complicating) Stuff for the DM.

Savra

 

Savra Belabranta is the lieutenant of Thurl Merosska, the top dog at Feathergale Spire. She’s the only other named person in the place, and she greets the party as they arrive. 

That is literally the extent of what is written about her.

Bo-ring.

I decided to play on a relationship that they had built up while in Red Larch. There was a woman there named Haeleeya Hanadroum, who ran a dress shop and bathhouse. Some of the party members had gotten pretty close to her.

She’s noted as a foreigner, and I imagined a woman from the south who had married a merchant from Waterdeep, moved with him to Red Larch, and who then, when her husband died, tried to raise their daughter — who was in near-perpetual conflict with her mom, and who, one day, when a dashingly handsome and powerful Feathergale Knight landed in town to get some supplies, rode off with him, leaving her dusty dead-end village behind.

Thus, Savra Belabranta became Savra Hanadroum.

I figured Savra was oriented around a few key points:

1. Still angry with her mom … but also missing her after a few years.
2. A go-getter and enterprising lieutenant to Thurl — for whom she has the equivalent of a schoolgirl crush (unrequited, because, I eventually decided Thurl only has eyes for Aerissi Kalinoth, the Prophet of Air, whom he wants to woo, wed, and supplant).
3. A devotee of the Howling Hatred … but mostly out of rebellion and because that’s what Thurl would want her to be.

In short, Rebellious Teen With Heart Of Gold Joins Local Mob Outfit, Makes Good. That covers all the elements of a potentially tragic or happy ending. My hope was that the party would see her as a sympathetic character, but a potential enemy, but someone they might be able to sway, but still a risk.

It all worked beautifully. Was it essential to the campaign? No, but it made a previously established relationship useful, it gave them a person to talk with and not just a nameless mook, and it helped emphasize the creepiness of the cultist life in a way that felt more real.

The other folk of Feathergale Spire

Thurl Merosska is the rich college jock who had great success in race car driving (or the local griffon-based equivalent), but then nearly lost it all in a crash. He’s now driven by ego, desire, and, under it all, fear. He’s happy to use the Howling Hatred to potentially lord it over all of Faerun — especially if it means he could take over Aerissi’s job, and if it meant that Yan-C-Bin’s power could keep him safe.

He’s horribly deluded, but he’s big and boisterous and charismatic and his own cautionary tale over the power of delusion. Under his command, Feathergale Spire is half sporting club, half cult recruitment station, with the folk trying to join up reduced to silent starvation, and his followers driven to acts of bravado and cruelty.

That said, Thurl is the classic case of the Guy Who Is The Hero In His Own Head. He is very easily able to see his endeavors in a noble fashion; his desire to protect Red Larch as his own little fiefdom is sincere (if exploitative), and his hatred for the antipodal Black Earth cult is fierce and couched not just in elemental antipathy but in the desire to win against the other team.

(Thurl’s efforts to rope the party into the inter-cult warfare isn’t the first time this trope is used in the campaign, but it carries some cachet given that the Black Earth has been doing nefarious things around them so far.)

Thurl also gave me an avenue for doing more infodumping about the history of the Haunted Keeps, even if a bit biased in its presentation.

The rest of the spire is occupied by the Feathergale Knights, almost all of them (Savra is a notable exception) the offspring of wealthy families in Waterdeep, all of them fans of flying mount riding, and all of them bought into the cult conspiracy behind their frat. I gave them all names (conveniently all starting with different letters), mixed up the genders a bit, and wrote out some quick personality notes. I probably went a bit overboard, but since the interactions were everything from riding competitions to the feasting table to potential combat, I wanted the dozen-plus Knights to stand out as at least slightly individuals (especially, as we moved forward, each new set of cultists would become more and more generic, and less and less conversed with).

Not so individual, though, were the Initiates, who are masked, sworn to silence, and basically the grunt workers in the castle. They, too, are wealthy scions and heirs, but have not yet proven themselves. They were damned creepy, once the party knew what to look for. If the Knights were all frat bros (and whatever the female equivalent is) of different types, the Initiates were the people standing over a cooking pot, chanting, “Breathe the steam … be the steam …”

The Initiates are properly labeled “Howling Hatred Initiate” in Roll20 but (a) that’s way too wide for a token on the Roll20 map, and (b) kind of on the nose in telling the players what’s going on here. I renamed them all as “Initiates” (and would do similarly with the low-level mooks of the other cults). Similarly, there’s one “Hurricane” in there — basically the Howling Hatred equivalent of a Monk — which I renamed to “Ascetic” to match the description and mask everything else.

I loved putting in each of the Knights’ rooms, almost like a Gideon Bible, a book called Get Yours, which, when examined, combined the motivational philosophies of Positive Thinking, the Prosperity Gospel, Ayn Rand, and  How You Deserve It All. It felt very Howling Hatred-like, along with their constant drumming on mental “freedom” (unless you are an Initiate) and physical “purification” (though the Knights dine quite well).

The cult symbols here were very under wraps — literally. Rather than necklaces or cuff links or something, I had the cultists all regularly scarifying themselves on their chests with the Howling Hatred symbol. When the party finally discovered it, it was quite the moment.

Knights’ Quest

Hey, DMs! Here’s a cool scene where the party gets pulled into a Manticore hunt. Flying. At night. With no rules as to how any of that works. Enjoy!

Holy crap. I was terrified of running this encounter, but it was so cool and so a part of the Thurl vibe, I didn’t dare not. I did a whole bunch of reading about flying combat and 5e (it’s pretty crude), looked at a bunch of home brew rules, and ended up just abstracting the hell out of the actual movement (3D!) of it.

Everyone seemed to have a fun time anyway.

What next?

Thurl is obviously interested in making use of Our Heroes. We’ll see how next time. Of course, I also expected Our Heroes to resist and a big battle for Feathergale Spire to ensue …

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