Gifts, wolves like to eat little boys, big game, visions of past atrocities by Baba's minions.
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| Magical cookies from Sylgja |
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| special gift to Sadobras from Sylgja |
Some quick bullet points:
• The party headed back on the road after enjoying the hospitalities of Sylgja and Finngarth.
• The “care package” they were sent off with included some cookies that made everyone’s tummy feel a little “tingly” when they were eaten.
• Sadobras received a special package from Sylgia…a bit of religious propaganda.
• On the first night while everyone was prepping the camp Orm, Nady’s son went missing while collecting firewood (Mjoli is her other son, they are 7 y.o. twins).
• They stumbled upon a pocket of summer on the 3rd day, found the Megalosaurus in the clearing being stalked by worgs (unknown when the elk was first discovered).
• The group came across an old ruined village, there an old churchyard had a “haunt” that was triggered when entered and the old clergymen turned into huecuvas. They were telling the party to run along like they were children. A “ghostly” battle erupted inside the courtyard: children were being killed by trolls and giants in what seemed to be a vision of something that happened 1400 years ago during the great winter war when Baba and her armies swept through the land killing all the ulfen and infidels in it’s path.Thoughts from Dalomar:
We leave the hospitality of the odd couple of Sylgia and Finngarth and back on the road toward Whitethrone. We stop for lunch and notice Sylgja had packed us a special treat of cookies. Can tell they radiate a feint magic. Trusting the goodness of our previous hosts we enjoy the treats that tingle when consumed. "Little Bras" finds a special package that Sylgia left just for him. Some sort of religious quotes as the two had a special connection in their last conversation.
On the first night out, one of Nadya's twin sons, Orm goes missing while setting up camp. Can't seem to turn your back on those rascals. I pick up his trail easily with everyone except for Yoska and Zaas coming along with one new strange addition: to replace Repent while he recovers from ability damage from the Mindslaver Mold, Noname has summoned a freakishly spawned creature "frogocorn" as his new mount. A half frog half unicorn- head of a frog with a horn and unicorn hooves it is sure a strange sight. About a couple hundred feet ahead I see little Orm standing with with a bunch of firewood petrified as he is surrounded by four wolves. Noname on frogocorn leaps into action being able to navigate the cumbersome snow easier than the rest of us. Draws the attention of the wolves by charging up and color spraying to mostly no effect except for one wolf. Yoska decides to rush and join in as well as Zaas calmly states the happenings through message she has up with me all while brewing a potion at the campsite. The battle ends fairly quickly when we all finally engage the canines with frogocorn absorbing most of the attacks. Nadya scolds Orm for wondering off so far but is relieved he came out of the ordeal unharmed.
On the third day of travel we come across a strange area where the weather is nice and warm and the harsh winter has been held back. No doubt the cause of some rebellious druids showing their efforts in combating the unnatural never ending winter. We make camp again and I head out to find some game to keep our food supplies full. Usually Sadrobras and I always head out together, but I look over to see Bras snoozing comfortably after the long day of travel. No sense bothering him I figure. Enjoy a brief respite for once not having to slog through snow and let myself venture further out to get a chance of finding something. Couple hundred yards out I see a Megalosaurus- a giant elk out in the clearing grazing! I crouch low and quietly move up closer to about 60 feet. Find a tree for cover and take out my longbow along with a special arrow I've been saving just for this kind of target- the animal bane arrow found off the corpse of the giant weasel hunter from awhile back. Take a few deep breaths and let it fly- the arrow hitting true. The Elk rears up in pain and charges and I'm face to face with large antlers and hooves. Take a hoof off the shoulder but come back with several slashes with my blade and bringing the beast down after dodging a couple more of its attacks. As I start to dress the carcass and chop off one of its leg shanks out of the corner of my eye I see two large Worgs coming out of the bushes straight for me. Only having seconds to react I hurl the leg towards them and scramble up the tree having no time to pick up my bow laying on the floor. The Worgs relish in the large meal I provided for them as I yell insults at them along with trying to yell as loud as possible for anyone to hear at the camp. Too far away I surmise as no one came. Eventually the wolves had gorged themselves and drag away most of the remaining elk. Finally come down the tree once it seems safe. Retrieve my bow and haul back the remains of the head in spite to show the others. It gave the kids a good story anyway. Might not have been the best idea as that night I could hear the Worgs out prowling the perimeter of the camp out in the distance. They never came near though.
Further along the cold and snow of winter gradually returns as we leave the mystery sanctuary area. Come across an old ruined village. One structure remains mostly standing from what appears to be an old temple of Desna. Upon approach an old looking clergyman comes out through the front door and waves us away "run along children, run away!". We ignore his warnings and continue up into the remains of the churchyard where upon a fearful sight materializes in our midst. Ghostly images of young children and villagers are run down and slain by large giants and trolls from what seems to be a haunt from what happened centuries ago. Most of us seem caught up in the fright and are surprised when the old clergyman then transforms into an undead creature known as a huecuva. Two more emerge from the ruin and we are attacked. Bras riding Typhoon shows off his deadly cavalier skills against the undead foes and we manage to finish them off quickly before much damage. Though later on I feel my immune system fighting off a disease from the blow sustained from the huecuva. Frogocorn doesn't fair as well and later succumbs to some ability damage. After vanquishing the undead the haunt dissipates and we search the ruin. Find a nice treasure stash hidden in the floor.
Finally come upon Nadya's relatives small village of Elsprin where we can finally get some temporary rest from the last several days of travel.
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