[i][h3]The Vale[/h3][b]Unknown,[/b]
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After gathering themselves, their items and their spirits, the heroes had seemingly found their path to success; through the great vale that stretched before them and wherever it seemed to lead them. If anything the sheer scope of their adventure, pursuing the darkness that left them without their beloved home, had only grown to portions beyond their ability, at least for the moment. In the time to come, they would need not only discover what befell them and where to go from there, but also what it would take to defeat the Kingdom of Darkness, preferably once and for all.

Despite these difficulties, they found none such in the terrain they found their way through. The rolling grassland before them, with its lively blades of ever so gently tanned leaves and wildflowers, made for an easy walk, that of which at times passed by tremendous woods, whose trees were as broad as a giant at their base and whose apparent saplings were as big as a man. Now and then the chitter and chatter of nature reached their ears, with the few animals they witnessed disappearing the moment they took sight of the new company; some bounded off into the distance upon springy, long legs and others merely skittered into the brush in flight. None dared pose opposition just as one imagined they would not.

The hours of walking, from what seemed to be morning on, were met with little advancement in terms of scope, but there was clear progress all the same. In fact, the eyes high above in the sky were those to take the most notice, for as they sailed around upon ivory wings, they revealed more and more of the great world beyond and at times offering insight to their master whenever anything of interest appeared that surely they could not see far below.

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The group traverses a vast area of grassland and woodland combined. They avoid the forest and the start of the hills by following the vale itself.

Wick's avian familiar is entitled to a Wisdom (Perception) check. It fails on a roll of 5, using its Passive Perception of 14 instead.
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A group of massive black birds, the scale of which were as large as draft horses and certainly no ordinary fowl, begin a descent from on high. The trio, like feathered streaks of ink on a canvas of sky, flew past the comparatively insignificant hawk with a whipping of wind following in their wake; they hooted and hollered their mockery as they passed, plummeting further below until they came upon the troupe of travelers. Ceasing above them and pulling out of their dive, the giant feathery figures beat the air around their wings as they begin an apparent descent.

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[b]Score[/b]
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wjTe0R2bREY]The Vale[/url]

[b]Map[/b]
[url=https://www.myth-weavers.com/map.html#id=4370]Field[/url]

[b]Initiative Order[/b][list][*] Cesar (22)
[*] Theodore (21)
[*] [i]Great Ravens[/i] (20)
[*] Wick (20)
[*] Thea (19)
[*] Katia (13)
[*] Haemar (6)
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The [i]Great Ravens[/i] were able to fly past the hawk after gaining a surprise round against it. They choose not to attack and instead maneuver into position above their locations on the map. They are flying at about 80 feet in height, gaining partial cover, and have begun crowing up a storm, that of which has alerted the rest of the party below. They appear to have been roosted in one of the nearby giant trees and are in the process of descending still.
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