It's been a while since I promised to publish my pics of my trip into Grim Batol. My apologies for the delay. You can find the original post about this day here. And now, the pics.
Some of the present inhabitants are even less hospitable. This beefy fellow mailed my hide to me in a beer stein after separating my spirit from it. Three cheers for priests. We chose the "evade" plan after that.
About a quarter mile in, the second set of gates can be seen. As you can see, the dragonkin are keeping an eye out for us. The really odd thing is that this set of gates looks like it was breached from the inside.