A10. Flight home to Port Nyanzaru

27 July (Flamerule): We hastily made our way back to the two Tabaxi guides waiting at the edge of the marsh. It takes three days to arrive safely back in Kir Sabal where we hand over the black orchid to Asharra along with our map and details of Nangalore.  

28 July (Flamerule): As promised, in the morning, Asharra makes the concoction allowing you to quickly “fly” back to Port Nyanzaru. The flight is a little nauseating at first but becomes very pleasant after just a few hours. A grand vista of Chult:

To the south you can clearly make out three volcanoes in a row all spewing hot steam and ash. In front of them is miles of dead wasteland where nothing seems to grow and in front of this wasteland is a large lake. To the east of that the jungle spreads as far as you can see. To the east you can see the coast of Chult stretching all the way up to the north. As you head farther north you fly directly over the ruins of Mezro. All you see are crumbling, vine-covered buildings above flooded streets that are now more like canals than roadways. Nothing is moving, and all is eerily quiet.

Farther up the coast you spy an enormous ship. Three maybe four times larger than anything you have ever seen. This must be the giant vessel that they spoke of. As you look westward the closest oddity is Firefinger which is not far off as you fly. At the far end of you sight you see the coastal peaks along the western edge of Chult. Between them and you can be seen a great lush basin with a great lake. Floating in the air of to the southeast of the basin is a giant clump of earth. Just west of the basin you see a very tall, high plateau with sheer cliffs rising above heaps of boulders.

31 July (Flamerule): We arrive in Port Nyanzaru on the feast day known as "Midsummer". On this day the city is a buzz with activities of all sorts. A grand feast for all, carousing, betrothals and general good fun are found everywhere.