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ASHLY: “It was super tight!”
MARISHA and ASHLY: Yeah.
MARISHA: I don’t know. They probably won’t sound
like that.
LIAM: I kick my horse along.
MATT: As you travel through these winding ravines,
choosing the one to the right, which you know to
be the wider of the two, the low howl of the wind
that’s traversing these sheared twisted walls,
like a haunting, whistling, and moan sound. It
accompanies the brush growing more dense. The air
grows colder still, as white banks of snow and ice
frame various ledges and outcroppings along these
strangely curved and smoothly sheared cliffsides.
It feels like a giant had grabbed a mountain range
and tore it in two and there’s an even break on
each side. It winds and curves. It’s like a
natural labyrinth. A few miles through this
strange maze, you’re met with a makeshift wall and
a ten-foot wooden gate. Your eyes, at first,
notice a few dozen wooden poles carved into spikes
that emerge from the ground, pointed in your
direction from the base, many of which are stained
dark while others still bear the weathered skulls
of warning. Three armored folk stand there; two
human men and a half-orc woman all bearing weapons
and watching you carefully as you approach.
ASHLY: This isn’t the gate, right?
MATT: This is the gate.
ASHLY: Oh, it is?
MATT: You’ve reached the edge of the Quannah
Breach and turned to the final bastion outside of
the Empire.
ASHLY: But it’s not the gate into Shadycreek Run.
MATT: It’s the gate into the region of Shadycreek
Run.
SAM: This is the gate we need to hide in?
MATT: This is.
ASHLY: But they see us?
MATT: Well, they’ve noticed you begin to turn and
approach–
SAM: Quick, hide! Hide, quick!
MATT: You would know this is coming because you’ve
traveled this before.
ASHLY: Okay, so we wouldn’t have turned the
corner.
MATT: I’m describing it as you– or you’re
describing it as you’re about to turn the corner.
ASHLY: Okay.
LIAM: Rewind the tape just a little bit.
ASHLY: (rewinds) So!
SAM: So that’s just literally around this corner?
ASHLY: Just right around– If we went even just a
few feet that way, whoo whee! Guards, big old
gate. It would have been– oh, man.
LIAM: We were going at a pretty good pace there.
ASHLY: You guys are lucky that I stopped just a
few feet right before we would have all seen the
gate. You’re welcome. You know, I’m really earning
my keep here. So!
SAM: So hide! Or something, right?