Book Two: The Spear of Calling — Chapter Six: The City of Mist

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The gates of the City of Mist stood before them. For several moments, nobody moved. The seven Frostraiders had spent hours travelling through the Emerald Jungle, following an ancient road that had slowly disappeared beneath the mist. Now there was nowhere left to follow. The spirits had gone silent. Whatever happened next would be theirs alone. Break looked back at the group. "Stay together." No one argued. He turned towards the gates. They opened. Slowly. Silently. The mist rolled outward. Then the Frostraiders entered. The City was unlike anything Caradawc had seen before. Ancient stone buildings rose from the jungle, their towers disappearing into the mist. Broken statues stood along the streets. Ruined walls leaned against one another. Some structures appeared almost intact. Others had been reduced to piles of stone. The city was dead. Yet it did not feel abandoned. Something moved somewhere beyond the mist. Caradawc...
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Frostreaver TLP May 2026 - Levelling Rogues Gallery

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A gallery of the adventuring parties that accompanied Caradawc Tarangan on his journey to level 60 on the Frostreaver server during May 2026.

Caradawc Chapter One

Caradawc Chapter Two

Caradawc Chapter Three

Eastern Wastes Group

Group 000

Group 001

Group 002

Group 003

Group 005

Group 006

Book One: The Path of the Shaman

Rogues Gallery

Location: St Clement, Jersey

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