Icehammer Dwarves: Session 12

A thirty-foot-high hill rose ahead of us, its top too flat to be a natural occurrence. Jutting from the grassy hilltop was a row of ten-foot-tall, bone-white rocks that arced toward the stormy sky like outstretched talons.

Icehammer Dwarves: Session 11

As we were preparing to head down the hill, I looked up and noticed vultures circling above.