We’ve been out exploring the mountains again but finding little of interest. Today though, we must have gotten too close to the nest of the roc we’ve seen flying around. Not wishing to needlessly slaughter it, Jiro attempted to get closer and influence it favorably with wild empathy, but instead must have insulted its ancestors somehow as the next thing we knew it was attacking us. We defended ourselves and it fled, leaving three eggs in its nest which we’ll collect on our way back to Isenfell if the roc hasn’t returned (Ilona now has visions of our cavalry eventually being mounted on rocs!).
We Meet the Roc at Last
And it flees