The decision has been made, the offer extended, and Kuldermog refused. I cannot say that I blame him for while we did prove ourselves to be worthy adversaries, we did not prove to be a substantial asset in locating Grimmarfang. I have begun nicking trees, kicking over stones and deliberately breaking small branches to increase the likelihood that his and our paths would cross again. We continue to travel northward but with little direction towards our goal. As I march and wonder how does one hide an entire mountain, we happen into an area that blurs the surroundings and plays tricks on our eyes. We head to an elevated bluff for a better look and before we know it all of the surroundings change and we are suddenly being attacked in some kind of cemetery by some rotting corpse things that looked like they have been already dead for some time. Mithnu and some others are saying that we were teleported and now we need to regain our bearings or find a way to teleport back. With a bit of leveraged negotiation we gain access to a nearby castle which is being rebuilt by scores of animated skeletons. From the moment we stepped into this castle I knew that I had supported a plan that would have had fatal results, I tried desperately to recant my support and we narrowly averted disaster by making a hasty retreat. Fortunately some good did come of this error, Slyl found some books, books that contained extremely important information and a glimmer of divine decree that addressed the only shortcoming I've ever had with Gond. We tried to establish our new location, I'm not quite sure why Mithnu didn't pick Skippy to turn into a cloud to float up and get our bearings, but it was a pretty neat sensation. We were making our way back towards the area where we teleported when we ran into to some orcs, they momentarily froze when I barked out Kuldermog's name but battle ensued nonetheless. During the fight we stumbled upon, quite literally, a rocky spire that had a stone throne overlooking a magnificent valley, this throne was surmised to be Shaundical's Chair and even more of a surprise was another unseen ledge that led us into a mountain that did not appear to even be there, Grimmarfang at last! We did not travel long before battle found us again, this time the familiar feel of that bizarre brain tingling alerted me we were in the presence of Iythuzach's brother and I belted out our password loud enough that the halls echoed for several seconds after my voice ended. Thank the gods I practiced that trigger word because the fight was looking pretty grim up to that point. We moved deeper into the bowels of Grimmarfang until the tunnel emptied out into a huge cavern that contained what must be Black Lake.