Viktor rocked back on his heels. If the Zhentarim were involved, this was no simple job anymore. They were the third group that had been contacted. It's no wonder they had to meet in such a secret room, warded, most likely, against magical scrying. If the Zhentarim were expecting troupes of adventurers to head into the High Moor, for whatever reason, they could be spying on anyone who might be heading in that direction. Still, Viktor wasn't going to let the Zhentarim stand between him and the treasures in the High Moor. He wished he had invested his gold in a griffon mount, though, that could fly him high over any potential threats, but even the gold he had gotten his hands on wouldn't cover that as far as he knew.<br/><br/>"Perhaps we could hire a barge to take us up the River Delimbiyr until we're directly north of the High Moor. It could shorten our journey and allow us to conserve our resources, at least."<br/><br/>Viktor dips his pen in the ink and attempts to make as accurate a copy as possible of the map that Grimbjorn showed them.<br/>At 2014-06-14 23:12:41, Calrond (uid: 35805) rolls: 1d20a4 Result: 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=59678)<br/>Unfortunately, he was having trouble concentrating after hearing the news of the Zhentarim annihilating two other adventuring parties. And besides, how accurate does a map need to be<em>really?</em>