#6-18 From Under Ice

[dice=Perception Fiata]1d20+10[/dice]

[dice=Perception Bocke]1d20+6[/dice]

[dice=Perception Ichio]1d20+10[/dice]

[dice=Perception Kal’Ryon]1d20+6[/dice]

[dice=Perception Quensha]1d20+10[/dice]

[dice=Perception Castinus]1d20+8[/dice]

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[dice=Init Fiata]1d20+3[/dice]

[dice=Init Bocke]1d20+4[/dice]

[dice=Init Ichio]1d20+5[/dice]

[dice=Init Kal’Ryon]1d20+1[/dice]

[dice=Init Quensha]1d20+0[/dice]

[dice=Init Castinus]1d20+6[/dice]

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Uliyara

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The cold winds howled fiercely last night. I fear that the cataclysm may truly be as great as the strange sorcerer Hao Gin warned. She has been knocking at our doors every morning, and today, I made the decision for the clan—better to take the risk of letting her whisk us all away into her mysterious realm than the certainty of freezing to death. Unfortunately, Bardak didn’t agree. My son is far too stubborn for his own good. He ran off, and I couldn’t find him anywhere. Now it’s too late; Hao Gin spirited away the rest of the clan, and I’m stuck out here in the last few rooms that she left behind. Even worse, a giant block of ice froze over the only way out of here. I could swear I heard cackling laughter from the other side of the ice, before it grew thick enough to seal off all sound from the outside world. I can only pray to Torag that Bardak changed his stubborn mind and accompanied his kin.

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