A storm that won’t break. A mountain trail where even the wildlife bails early. And at the top, Mecoo’s sky-gate starts acting like it’s about to rip itself inside out. The party pushes through warped winds and half-spoken warnings, only to find a “secured” scene that feels anything but secure… and then the ambush hits. Poison. Masks. Someone pulling strings from far away. By the time the clouds finally start to thin, they’re left with one living problem they can’t ignore and one name they definitely won’t forget.

Music: Eberron - Mount Ironrot Background by Supernova Collective https://supernovacollective.bandcamp.com

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