The centaur warband crashed through the forest with the speed and destruction they were known for with a storm shearling in the air above their power was harsh and exacting.
Braz made an attempt to slow their progress by setting a tripwire between the group and the charging warband but it was of little effect. The heroic stand of the parties most adept fighters being of more us. Even so the destructive blows that rained down on Theo and Alke was enough to put them to the floor and it was only the quick thinking of Calliope that stopped them from a swift and brutal end.
The road back into Estoria led only to one place - the temple. Under the guidance of Aesop the party drank deeply from the horn and fell into a trancelike slumber.
Visions of the sea, a strange device of daylight stars, the endless horizons and a crew of the dead met all the party. On waking although rested the gravitas of what they had seen hung thick in the air over the party.
The long discussion of the visions showed but one thing, the impossible tasks offered by the oracle were but the start of this adventure.
With the gravity of the adventure bearing down like never before Braz was keen to return to the vineyards with Corinna and see the joy of the day to day and ensure she had been reunited.
It was with great thanks that Corinna's father met the party and offered a fine fine prize. As a former soldier in the Estorian guard he had come across a very fine magic spear with the capacity to become a lightning bolt at the command of its wielder. Braz was speechless with this new prize and became to wield it as if it was his from the moment it touched his hand, although he always knew this belonged to Estoria.