With everyone in the free-for-all agreeing their best strategy is to take out the Elements first, things are getting hairy in the arena. Victory goes to those who use the shifting landscape to their advantage.

av and Rip, having had a bit too much to drink the previous night, sign

the party up for yet more gladiatorial games. This time, the Elements

face a variety of challengers in a shapeshifting arena.

At their Inn of choice, our heroes meet the local thieves' guild and hatch a daring plan to take what they're after: The Scales of the Three.

The Rogue Elements emerge into the goblin market and fins everything they could dream of, assuming they have very nasty dreams. CAsing the joint continues as they settle into a new city.

The crew meets a party of imperial spies beneath Drakkenhall and learns more about the situation topside.

In a mess of bloody, flaming barrels our heroes overcome the ambush they walked into. Drakkenhall lies waiting above them.

Scarlett manages to patch up some ley lines fractured by the Hellhole’s

passing, and the party makes it to the secret entrance into Drakkenhall—

only to be halted by a foe that may not exist at all.

Scarlett manages to patch up some ley lines fractured by the Hellhole’s

passing, and the party makes it to the secret entrance into Drakkenhall—

only to be halted by a foe that may not exist at all.

After a fierce battle, the spirit of Rip’s rage, Mercury, manifests at

last. Small Rigby has reached the Koru strait, and with a little luck everyone survives the massive wave from his splashdown.

Journeying north, it is clear that the speeding hellhole had unforseen consequences. Well, more translucent than clear, since the snapped leylines have loosed aberrant cubes across the countryside.