
chaos, blocked, muddled, confusion
fierce heat/cold
No?
[Zephyr, Seraphina, Taylor] Baxter
Herbalist, Dreamer, Athlete
infinite exploration
Sparks ✁
safeguard, hostile, riftwalk, seal
zombie outbreak
echo repeats
tunnel, ladder, groove, ward
Loot
22 coins and a jeweled orb
Vervain (root): purification, protection, calm
ploughshare, Cracked stone idol
iou parchment
sacks of broad beans
Feather of Bravado: when worn, it points in the direction of the nearest deadly foe
an iridescent, translucent yellow liquid that I mean... sorry... but it smells like ass that makes the target impervious to fire for a while
Situation
A rutted path cuts through barren fields, marked by broken fence posts and bottles impaled on wooden stakes. A rusted plow stands abandoned, its harness ripped violently, as if something immensely strong suddenly broke free. The ground appears freshly tilled, yet nothing grows. At night, shadowy laborers work the fields; moving in unison to an unheard song. Travelers who watch too long feel an inexplicable urge to join them, their shoulders feeling the weight of the yoke.