The adventurers’ journey aboard the lightning rail continued under an eerie, pink-tinged mist that grew colder with each passing hour. London was found quietly chewing on a shoe, a small sign of the tension mounting among the group. When the train halted for repairs, the adventurers disembarked to protect the engineers and mechanics at work.
Sabrina heard something shuffling nearby and warned Zita that undead might be approaching. London instinctively dashed toward the sound, prompting the engineers to retreat behind the party for safety. Suddenly, from the thick mist emerged eight grotesque creatures resembling human lungs with legs and an attached esophagus. One lung-creature aimed its esophagus at London, releasing long, hairy strands that flopped onto the ground behind him. Two creatures ensnared engineers in painful tangles of hair, while others narrowly missed the party members. Tweetie Bear was caught in the tangled mess as well.
Sabrina cast confusion to disorient the attackers. Zita tried sawing through the hair while attempting to tumble past the creatures, only to be kicked as she slipped by. Dol enlarged Tweetie Bear, but he was still unable to break free.
Bosley responded with a fiery blast, setting two of the creatures writhing on the ground. The attackers tried to spit and kick at Audrey Rose, who retaliated with explosive bombs. The kobold, Snacko, added his own fire attacks to the fray. Meanwhile, London, Sabrina, and Zita fought the lung-creatures on another front, while two of the creatures bizarrely battled each other.
Zita was the first to fell one with a precise strike from her double daggers. Audrey Rose’s bombs took out two more, and Zita shredded another before Tweetie Bear finally broke free. The remaining creatures attempted to vomit hair on Audrey Rose, Bosley, and Dol, but an explosive bomb thrown by Audrey Rose decimated one more. Bosley finished off the last lung-creature.
In the aftermath, the injured gathered around London for healing, while Zita examined the remains of the strange creatures but could not identify them. None of the group had ever seen anything like them before.
Back on the train, Dol noticed the pink mist thickening, and when she picked up a piece of ash, she realized it was actually a scab from some unknown wound or affliction. The group ate and traveled for a few more hours before another stop.
London spotted a horse-drawn carriage in the distance. Dol sent Tweetie Bear to investigate. The horses were collapsed on the ground, and the two riders slumped lifeless in their seats. Among the luggage were canvas bags filled with mail, including an unopened package wrapped in brown paper and twine. Tweetie Bear brought the package to Dol, who opened it to reveal an oil painting of a pair of six-sided dice, showing the numbers 4 and 3.
As Dol held the painting, her hands burned painfully, causing two points of Constitution damage. Suddenly, she understood the painting’s magic—it granted her the effect of an augury spell once per day. Testing it, the painting shifted to show a happy crowd reading mail. Confident it was safe to bring the mail aboard, she instructed Tweetie Bear to gather the rest and stow it in the equipment car.
The night passed quietly, and the morning was uneventful. Sabrina inquired if Erix could scribe a teleportation scroll, to which he responded affirmatively. The engineers soon announced their approach to the remains of Kalasar, once a city now swallowed by the Mournland. The ash in the air thickened noticeably.
Dol explored a nearby switching station and found a couple of abandoned lightning rail cars on a sidetrack, separated from their train by dead conductor stones. One car was a flatbed carrying a wrecked mechanical device, which Bosley identified as a war forge titan — a massive, mecha-like war machine. The adjacent cart was open and partially loaded with pristine crates. Sabrina pried one open to reveal paintings, which both she and Bosley recognized as government artworks intended to be moved to safety but abandoned too late.
From the fog, London heard faint music—a horn’s call drifting eerily through the ash-filled air. The engineers and technicians continued their repairs while Erix and Uncle Jonathan stayed behind to protect them. Drawn by the mysterious sound, the adventurers moved toward the source, stepping deeper into the uncertain and haunted heart of the Mournland.