C1E? — Dangers in the Snow

Sirenixia's Account
After a day spend among giants, I was more than ready to retire to a place of safety. These giants seem honorable enough, but from my few experience s with the giants near Argentax, a giants sense of honor does not always align with a dragonborn. Combine that with the generally perceived unimportance of us “small folk,” and it is only too easy to imagine accidently provoking some sort of incident.

Lilac left us to speak further with her mother as we were taken to our room. Nix volunteered to keep watch outside the Jamra’s Lampsion while the rest of us dined inside. After some minor conflict surrounding Jamra’s seating arrangement, the meal was delivered to us by his servants. It was certainly one of, if not the most, extravagant meals I have eaten. I did notice the place Jamra had set for Nix was at the far end of the table away from us, and We reminisced over the dinner about the time that we’ve spend together. It really is amazing how we’ve all grown. I only wish I felt more confident that my growth would not lead to the deaths of more innocents.

But it was a pleasant evening, and once the meal was cleared we settled back, and at a request for music, I volunteered myself. I am not used to playing for others, but it felt appropriate, and it was quite relaxing to let my guard down like that among friends. I found myself playing The Sorrows of Korrashk. That song hold a special place in my heart, that song of my history. When I feel myself slipping, it helps remind me why I strive against the voice in my head, and what may be at stake should I embrace my fury.

Before settling down for the evening, I decided to speak with Jamra. I had been noticing some tension between him and Nix over the last few days, and his disrespect with Nix’s place setting was the last motivation I needed to confront him about it. I told Jamra of my worries. If there was some conflict between them, they needed to resolve it. You don’t want to go into battle at odds with your companions. It is a recipe for disaster. He in turn told me that his dislike of Nix arose from his treatment of Agate. And while I appreciated his concern, he needed to resolve it.

When Nix woke me to take up guard, I spoke with him of the problem too. He agreed to speak with Jamra when the opportunity arose.

The following day, our party began our journey back to the forest where Maya could pick us up and speed our journey back to Guavira. This time we were very warry for the rumbling that would signify the coming of a remorahz. Unfortunately, we were surprised by a different rumbling as an avalanche tried to sweep us over a cliff. Luckily, Agate summoned a wall of force the stopped the worst of slide, and we were able to push through.

A short while before we arrived back at the trees, we became aware of pack of winter wolves closing in. Fireballs from Jamra and I made quick work of most of them, and Trindak finished off the rest of them.