Moria

Glimar enjoys the marvelous old Greenhouse in Moria

Harsh weather on the Silvertine peak. 

A first glimpse...

Glimar can't believe what he sees as the ithildin gleams in the pale moonlight

Glimar scratches his beard in confusion

"Well I don't see it!"

After making their way through the Second Hall and fighting some goblin scouts, The Black Steel came across a rickey bridge which was their only way to cross the chasm which at it's bottom had a magma flow. Falling would mean certain death.

The Black Steel stopped to rest before they continued onwards to the exit to the Mines that is growing ever closer, to the joy of many.

As The Black Steel continued their journey, they arrived at the Second Hall. Everyone stopped to rest and to admire the beauty of it as it was far greater than what they had seen before and probably greater than any other dwarven thing they may see. 

After defeating the warg riders in the Hall of Flowing Water, the company headed towards the Twenty First Hall so that Gaeded and Freyntar could be healed of their wounds.

Bennt Sharp-eye made a poor decision and The Black Steel ended up fighting warg riders in the Hall of Flowing Water. Sot, one of the group's guides got bad mauled and killed by a warg.