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Shade Occupied

The southern mountains of the vale are a good bit less explored than the northern ones. Paths do exist, they're just a bit harder to find. Narrow pathways snake up into the sky, keeping wanderers safe from the rather dangerous looking points and falls of the southern mountain.

Though some of the paths seem to stray...

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With the Plains below and the Cliffs above occupied, it doesn't take Einstein to figure out that this is a no go zone unless you're a Shade or on their side. Fortifications and traps have oozed out into this as well and these paths have been made into dead ends quite literally.

There is now only one that leads a steady supply back and forth. The rest lead to NPC related doom.

• Follow the paths down to the Crescent Plain.
  
• Get lost in the Jagged cliffs.
  
• Climb to the House on the Mountain.

"They are attacking the dam..." Con spoke up, the fourth set of words he heard the shade say. "They need people to cover the rook..."

Daniel shook his head, gesturing for them to form up again, "That's a long way from here. And four bodies won't make the difference... we should forge ahead, and figure just who, or what, made this trail."

The shades stared at each other, silent, mental communication passing between them. Finally Con spoke up again, "That is correct. We will follow."

Daniel nodded, "Trust me mates. We need to know what's here. It's right next to us... and I don't want an army knocking on the back door while we go out the front..."

He started to lead the company up the trail, another line phalanx fire team formation, each shade covering 90 degrees of the firing arcs.

Back down the pathway. It was slow going, despite the clear trailway. Daniel kept he shades, and himself, on a leash as he took point. No use running, and tumbling down, or worse, off the trail.

So, three shades, and one man, walking around armed, in a column formation down the trail. Nope, not suspicious at all...

Back on the narrow trail. Daniel breathed a sigh of relief. Despite the narrow, "Oh, just shoot us all one by one" dimensions of the place, he was happy for nice, solid ground beneath his feet.

He spared a look back, checking on his little contingent of shades. Just how did you tell if a creature of dark matter and magic was fatigued? Hungry? Hopeful?

Shaking his head, he waited for Ben to bring up the rear and get on the path.

"If you start to feel tired, let me know. Or if you need to feed on, well, whatever you feed on," Daniel used his nice, hard commander's tone. The "That's an order!" version. Even as he regretted not knowing more about what his men required.

That covered, giving them a steely gaze to make sure it sunk in, he started down the trail. Same Column formation, moving slowly, sticking to whatever cover they could get from the broken rocks, and trying to make a low profile. Spying eyes could be anywhere.