Erol pulls Jak aside. Now that Midel has returned, he and Erol are butting heads again. He is also looking for his missing dragon. Jak confesses about the dragon they found and have kept it secret for quite a while. Erol suggests it remains that way. Finding a dragon is quite fortunate. Many in the arcane arts seek dragon parts for research and spells. Intrigued, Jak walks around town listening for any rumors about dragons. A man mentions the Green Dragons while talking to a nearby merchant. Jak pauses. It takes him a moment, but Jak catches on that he’s not just talking about the species, but the guild. Midel holds a membership with them, too.
After resupplying, the party is ready to cause more havoc for the gnolls on the mountain. Squishy stays behind with his injured dragon. His own abilities have been exhausted keeping the creature's favor. The plan is to skirt far to the north and camp out north of the ridge. Seth and Baron ask if they can accompany a second time. [The Temple of St. Cuthbert sends Baron again, as their concern grows of a large army forming on either side of the city. Despite her injuries, Seth is eager to kill more gnolls.]
The long day ends amidst the high peaks of the Torrent Mountains. They make camp just north of “Not That High” ridge a few miles from the lake. The low hills give them adequate cover from the camps opposite them. They make a fire and rest before their next assault in the morning. A roving patrol picks up their tracks just south of the ambush site from yesterday. With the troll tracker on point, they wind their way to the north side of the lake.
Jak sits near the glimmering logs as the others lay down. The beastly patrol comes across the camp as Jak pokes at the flames. Aided by their darkvision, they prepare for their assault on their unaware victims. Jak’s eyes slide over the dark shadows. He spots the troll’s glimmering eyes just as arrows fly into the camp. Jak casts flare illuminating the assailants (1 troll and 6 gnolls). The gnolls quickly fall in the crossfire of arrows. The troll proves himself a hardier foe. His furious blows manage to take down party members one by one. Soleara and Baron flutter around healing their companions, denying a swift victory. In the flurry, Jak knocks Baron out by accident. Soleara, Jak, and Baron bring the troll to the ground. As the wounds slowly begin to close, Jak grabs the body and drags it over the fire.
The flames slowly lick the smoldering carcass. The rest of the night quietly passes without incident.
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