I believe the children are our future, part 2
The Loch Modan region is a welcome relief from the wintery Dun Morogh… for about two minutes. Then you realize what a flipping zoo Loch Modan is. If it’s not spiders trying to make you supper, it’s bears or boars or crocolisks or whatever those things are at the bottom of the loch. Still, I had been charged with showing young Randis around, so north we went along the road towards the Stonewrought Dam.
Our journey went mostly without a hitch, up until the point where we had to cut east across the land. That’s where we ran across an encampment of kobolds who had taken over the mines.
“You gonna fight ‘em?” Randis asked.
Of course not. We ran through between them, and the few who noticed us were frozen in place with a Frost Nova spell as we made it to the safety of the dam.
“That wasn’t very courageous.”
“I thought you wanted to see the dam, not battle.” I told him.
“This is such a cheap ride.”
“Are you paying for this trip?”
Randis grumbled. This sort of thing is probably why I’m not a father.
Randis’ mood improved once we reached the center of the dam, where we saw the amazing giant stone heads on the Wetlands side, and he was completely impressed with the dam’s size overall.
Randis had ideas about how to proceed. “You can do that thing where we float down after jumping off the dam, right?”
“No, I haven’t yet progressed that far in my studies.”
“Aw, maaaaan…”
Soon we were heading back through the kobold camp and through the gates to Dun Algaz. The Wetlands are as much as a zoo as Loch Modan, but I was even less equipped to deal with the wildlife. Soon a crocolisk had us facedown in the marsh. The graveyard is right near Menethil, so we just revived there and were done with it.
On the boat to Auberdine, I jumped on the prow and got down. Randis didn’t know what to make of this, probably because he hasn’t been out adventuring before.
