Vargas, Cassandra, and their companions continue their underground trek, while Serribon and Ibram journey south along the frozen coast. Hisham and Miriam reach the camp which they had sighted in the distance. Aside from all of the dead people, things are going quite swimmingly, until someone decides to light a fire.
Hisham gets shanghaied twice. Proves to be much less of a jerk than Krusk (RIP), and ends up very cold. But hey! There’s Miriam, so he gets to stay warm. Bastard. Double triple ultra bastard (it must be the tusks).
No bears though. Just dogs. Seems that our party has a tendency to piss off the natural world. Somewhere, Leyd is laughing at us.
Mostly we’re all fucking cold. Also a bear. And a dinosaur. Someone’s trying to kill us. Vargas soon sorted that out. Also, a half orc gets a terminal lesson in manners. And Tordek dies (offscreen) like a proper dwarf.
Serribon and Miriam attempt to escape her mysterious pursuers by strolling down a well-lit street. This tactic proves surprisingly unsuccessful. A tearful revelation and a parting of the ways soon follow.