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Euria: HP = 59, PP = 42, EP = 47, Status = Fine
Precious treasure, the greatest inspiration of valor. Euria's hunger for troves of ancient treasures had led the young nymph to peril many times, and now she seemed to be going into yet another misadventure while chasing rumors and legends of priceless artifacts. The unusual beauty had traveled from Crolia on the scent of a trove of artifacts, the hoard of an ancient frost wyrm that had supposedly been slain long ago. Her journeys were bringing her South, but before she could enter the mountain that guarded a narrow pass leading from Crolia to the Amazon she would have to pass through the Gormoia mountain range.
The region she was entering was one she knew was home to many orcs, their tribes wandering the hostile peaks and valleys that were almost perpetually covered in snow and ice. They were not a kindly people, but neither were they guaranteed to be hostile, and by her estimation her journey would take at least two weeks. She needed little in the way of shelter and could live off of her own skills even in so inhospitable a land, but still had to pick her exact route.
A straight path through the mountains would take her by an ancient fortress once maintained by the elves in ages past, possibly holding its own treasures but also possibly held by bandits... Or worse. To take a path slightly to the East would take a bit longer, but much of her journey would take her through somewhat warmer valleys that were known to be inhabited by the orc tribes. Going further West would take her on the fastest route, at least by time, but the regions would be the harshest as she stayed on a high elevation, going from cliff to icy cliff and past a volcano before she would reach her destination.