We were at the edge of
the wastes. A big tundra plain north-west of Etheria. There was the
Gorgon we were after so many days. Passing through snow and wind and all
harsh weather seeming send against us, we finally reached the northern
wastes, which were completely devoid of life. No trees, no animal, no
bird, no water. Only us and the infernal smoke coming from ahead. The
creature has found a suitable home there among the Demons.
