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We traveled the path outlined by Cassian’s map, encountering eagles (which we avoided) and traps (which we overcame). After many athletic exploits, we made it up cliffs and across rivers to a cavern.
Within we met Sybil, a horribly disfigured fleshwarp. She (awkwardly) asked us to undo the ritual which had so transformed her, and we agreed. We set off to acquire the first of five relics needed– a pair of golden shears.
They were guarded by a Karina and several animated objects. We killed them, liberated their belongings, and returned the shears to Sybil. She is still searching for the second relic; a birdcage.
As ever, November