From an initial 12 wandering, accursed souls*, the group is down to seven still mostly upright figures. It's been a long, slow, painful slog towards the Library at Jaalad. Only something on the order of 30 kilometers remain as the survivors** press on over the desolate, rugged, broken Wilderlands of Zaran, when they spot a pillar of smoke on the
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