the party makes its way through torrential rain back to the campsite. when you get there you all look like drowned rats, soaked to the skin and the horses are no better. its a long, cold, wet night as the thunder roars and the winds shrieks past the sodden tent flaps. when the morning finally rolls around, im gonna need a toughness test at -20 to avoid picking up a virulent cold.

Spoiler: virulent cold
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-10% ws and -1 move for 1d5 days