On The Wonders of Ironpeak: Chapter 18

We must venture ever eastwards. In the evening I managed to infuse a bag of holding, helping us move our newfound wealth (subtracting the belongings of Ilena, which we obviously returned to her) much easier. She joined our caravan until Frostfire Waystation, the next location of importance on our route east.
 
In the morning, we took some time to complete Flint Pebbleback's second treasure hunt, indeed being rewarded with another stash of valuables. We needed to choose one of two new compasses, opting for one out of reddish iron.
 
Afterwards, we again returned to the main route and ventured towards Frostfire Station. It took us another 4 days to complete this leg of the journey, reaching the Station without incident. As we now faced the Glassfrost expanse in front of us, some preparations were in order. You, dear reader, probably from Eldoria or some other southern realm, cannot possible fathom the view that stretched all the way to the horizon here. The expanse is infact not a piece of land, but a massive lake, big enough to be considered a sea by some. It is completely frozen over, making regular maritime travel by boat impossible. Instead, specially prepared wagons and caravans make the dangerous journey across the ice.
 
This was exactly our plan, but our regular wagon was lackluster for the new task. Luckily, in Frostfire Station we found a Craftsdwarf running a business called "Fizzleweave's Workshop". We managed to negotiate a deal for some sizable upgrades to our wagon, including an auxiliary trailer incorporating a small, rudimentary forge using the components we obtained from the Goblin encampment. We enthusiastically agreed, and got to spend some days at the station while we waited for the upgrades.
 
Orin behaved strangely here. Our conductor, usually always adapting his rhythms and tunes to the situation, always returned to the same motif over and over again. He claims it was something about the way sound works here, and couldn't resist it. During our stay he managed to eventually find the source that he claims is responsible for this anomaly. It turned out that in the cellar of Fizzleweaves Workshop there was an inactive, ancient automaton stashed away. Kniv is vageuly familiar with the type of object, called a "Modron". Its origin are not of this plane, and the active ones strive for order and precision in all things. The shopowner also couldn't help us, the thing was here before he bought the building. He could however provide us a document claiming that something called the "Song of Ordered Harmony" was found. Orin immediately drew a connection to a book about the God of the Arts and Bards Milil and thinks this might be a part of the song of the eternal musician. It is an interesting story, but even if there is truth to the myth, what really are the chances that we would find another piece of the song?
 
Another thing I constantly came back to think about while we were staying here were my parents. They won't know of any of the things that happened to me in the last month, and are probably worried sick by now! I shall find a trader heading to Eldoria who can deliver a copy of this journal to them, letting them know what I've been up to.
 
These abstract thoughts were quickly drowned by the fact it is now time to enter the Glassfrost Expanse. I hope our luck won't run out now, after everything we already accomplished.