These past few days have been… involved. While venturing further up the hideous frozen mountaintop of Verthicha Peak, we discovered what appeared to be a small cottage. Upon further inspection, we found an old Dwarf living inside. She seemed nice enough, but we were all somewhat suspicious. Upon EVEN FURTHER inspection, it turned out that our collective apprehension was not without reason. This BITCH turned out to be none other than the hag that took Arjhan’s arm. Why. Why. Why couldn’t she have just been a nice old lady. I hate everything.
We fought her, she ran away, it was uneventful. I got some poison and herbs from her creepy lair before lizard boy blasted the place. But she’ll be back, and I am NOT looking forward to that encounter. She’s so ugly. I don’t want to have to look at her again.
Speaking of ugly. Our prisoner – apparently his name was Jorrick? Irrelevant – is dead. Which is good, because like the hag, he was a damn eyesore. Why can’t we fight something pretty??
And SPEAKING of pretty things that are also evil – we made it to the peak of the mountain and discovered the source of the lights: crystals with humanoids inside. What?? Who thinks of this shit? Regardless, I was glad it was finally something aesthetically pleasing for once. Horrifying, but pretty. I also wish some of the crystal had been salvageable but sadly it was not. In addition to the humanoids – one of whom was Arj’s sister; that was a situation – the crystals were filled with this gross boily liquid. Ugh. I mean, suuuuper evil but like… also gross. So no hope of keeping any.
(About Arj’s sister. She was alive, thank gods, and we managed to stabilize her. Luckily I have training in medicine and healing. My pixie dust came in handy, too. She’ll be ok.)
After rescuing the trapped folk, we knelt down to pray. A half-elf we rescued told us it was a holy place. The Clouded Eye is really fucking important shit up. Deranged fuckers…. Anyway. The site must have been EXTREMELY holy, because all of us had visions of our gods (or founders/random people we’ve never met?? I don’t know what the hells was up with the old lady’s vision….) who praised us for our service and gave us information about our families. It was moving and extremely validating.
Best part of all this? Now that this light is down, we can get the FUCK off this mountain. I can’t wait to hug a tree that has actual LEAVES on it. And roll around in some flowers. Mmmmmmmmm