Hearth-Mother, come find me. Bring a warm fire and soup for our bellies, because we're cold and we're hungry and we can't walk any farther. We were so proud, so confident, when we were picked for this expedition. Sorrow! To be the first Orcs in more than a generation to attempt the climb to the legendary summit! But how quickly confidence turns to despair when you realize Sorrow doesn't want you to climb her terrifying heights. At least we have the rubbing. If Kharsthun makes it this far, he'll know that the shrine isn't that far away.