Loss of Contact

I watched as the party made it’s way out of Winterhaven along the King’s road, southeast toward Fallcrest. Their journey was slow as the King’s Road has become rough and uneven with lack of care over the past two hundred years, but it is most certainly better than travelling through the wilderness. It became apparent that they had decided on a detour to Gardmore Abbey on a pilgrimage of sorts for the dragonborn warlord Darius. Unfortunately as they broke trail north off of the King’s road, they encountered what seemed to me, at least by the dim light of the moon, to be a pack of lycanthropes. The party made short work of the beasts, but as the last surviving wolf tried to flee it seemed to open a portal of some sort. The party quickly chose to try and take a shortcut through the portal and dove blindly in. I have since lost contact with them. My scrying does not seem capable of viewing them wherever they went. Most likely they have found their way into the Feywild judging by their conveyance. Let us hope they find their way back out soon enough.

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