After being awakened by Arpametan, the Golden Fists rushed down and acquired 5 horses and headed north towards the hut of Zanex.
On the way to the hut, they ran into a lot of cockatrices, but no one was turned to stone and the Fists were soon on their way again.
Just before reaching the hut, they ran into those they were pursuing. 8 Sons of Winter and a carriage. It seemed like a walkover, until a platemail-wearing vampire wielding a nastylooking mace came out of the carriage and joined the fight. He was here and there and everywhere, and quickly the Golden Fists realized that they might not make it away from this fight alive. It looked bad, but they were still in the fight until Arpametan was killed and his summoned dust devil went medieval on the other Fists. Down Elron went, then Wreck, then Lucan and last but not least, River. There was just no way of dealing with both the vampire and the dust devil gone rogue...
R.I.P. Golden Fists
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