Abel clearly wanted to move on, and was palavering with Andreas about his thoughts regarding leaving the place. For his honor, Andreas would not budge, but knowing he was not a prevailing authority, asked the others for their opinion. Nobo'ru also agreed that they should leave, and Sorden, not having a hand in either choice, abstained from making a choice. Azariah decided that it would be best to wait, saying, "These Urash trees have mystical healing properties that aid us beyond our physical limits of recovery. It is also possible that Bacouth might have something to help us...I believe we should wait. It may also be that we have bled them, and so with reconnaisance we might learn more."
"Very well," said Andreas, "We will wait to see what Bacouth has that can help us."
Azariah asked Bacouth if he had anything that might be of aid, and he gave them the same drink that they had before at the feast, which Azariah had forgotten about between moments of unconsciousness and killing Ruk Shol. They were revived to a degree, but all except perhaps Sorden were exhausted and would not be able to last against any except the weakest and most last-ditch assault.
Just then, the familiar form of the ranger Draven came into the clearing. He was clutching a bloody wound on his arm. "The Ruk Shol!" He said, "The Ruk Shol are coming, more of them!"
"How many!?" asked Azariah, speaking more quickly than he does normally. "At least 15 more, they'll be here any minute!". "Of what quality are they?" Andreas inquired. "Just the weak grunts. It looks like a last-ditch attack to me," replied the wounded ranger.
Azariah turned to Andreas. This changed things. Now it was confirmed that more Ruk Shol were coming their way; but they were also weak, and relatively easy to put down, as the archers had been. Andreas, began to talk to everyone else. It was decided that if they were weak, that they could be held against- and that the original plan of ambush would likely work better this time. "At the very least," said Azariah, "it is time that the Priests of the Stars bore the brunt of their duty."
They left Draven at the tree, and slipped out past the now almost worthless tarp curtain and circled several hundred feet to the fank; when the sound of fighting began, they would come and surprise the Ruk Shol from behind.
Five minutes passed, and nothing. Then fire more. There was more palaver, and it was decided to wait five more minutes before going back. Five more minutes passed again without a sound, and they quickly came back to the tree. From behind the shredded curtain, they could hear Bacouth bellowing, "What are you doing!? Traitor!" As they entered, they could see the Priests of the Stars attempting to bind the ranger Draven. Andreas arrived first. Ever since they had discovered that the boy Jakoba had been a Ruk Shol shapeshifter, Azariah had been checking Ruk Shol bodies to see if they carried anything the boy had on him... but Azariah was not the only one seeking the creature's blood. Andreas would demand a repayment for the blood of the children that died because of this creature.
As they circled around the man named Draven, they found on him the same vials of black stuff which had been thrown at the tree before, and he had already put some on it, causing it to darken. Nobo'ru picked up one of the vials. Pinning the ranger to the ground, Andreas began to question him. He was not gentle. Draven lied, saying that his family had been kidnapped, but the Sorden and Nobo'ru saw through the lie. Without a moment's hesitation, Nobo'ru dropped some of the fluid on his forehead. He began to make more noise as it started to burn his skin. Andreas demanded that it assume its true form, and roaring "Never!" it started to try and break its bonds and escape. With a muffled popping sound, Andreas dislocated its right arm. Draven began to shift, and as he did the bonds loosened. Again Andreas pinned him down.
As he did so, Azariah walked away. As much as he would have enjoyed tormenting the Ruk Shol, he enjoyed the silence of the darkness outside better. Slipping past the remains of the curtain, he climbed a dead tree and waited, listening quietly to the sounds outside in the rain and the screams of the creature that had called itself Draven inside.
With surpirising strength, the thing, now certainly a Ruk Shol, broke free and attmepted to flee but was stabbed by Nobo'ru and tackled again by Andreas, who used his experience with grappling to put the Ruk Shol in an ankle lock. A lot of pain and a broken ankle later, the creature revealed its name, which no one cared to remember, and the plans of the Ruk Shol. They learned of their organization, and of their plans to take over Abaden. Most importantly, they learned that the force that "Draven" had said was coming was a third larger and far more powerful. As the interrogation drew to a close, the Ruk Shol said arrogantly, "You cannot stop us. We will detroy you all and enslave this world."
"Well," Andreas said, "Then I suppose my one consolation will be that you never lived to see it." And rising up with his sword in hand, Andreas cut the creature's head from its body. Azariah once again came back inside. "I heard nothing," he said. "The reinforcements are likely still a while off." "Well, by a half-hour, at least," said Andreas.
August 27, 2008
Tree and Testing
They are coming. The boy had deceived them; he was Ruk Shol. He would pay. No time to think of that now. They are coming. Nobo'ru peered into the darkness, his eyes not narrowed with effort as the others' were. In the dark, the hulking shapes of the Ruk Shol and the loping figures of wild dogs of some kind came bounding up the hill. Waiting for the creatures to pass into the curtain to be ambushed from behind an ambush was a good plan, but with the dogs there was no way to hide; Andreas, knowing that you don't stick to a plan that has already gone wrong, leapt from his tree signalling the attack early. Nobo'ru nimbly dismounted and flung a dagger into the dark, piecing the canine's flesh. Azariah hesitated to leave the dead tree he was concealed in as he raised his bow, and one of the dogs fell with a wail from the bite of arrows. Around six heavy muscled Ruk Shol, each with their two-handed axes, slammed into the line as they awaited the Ruk Shol outside the curtain's edge.
Bacouth, resplendant in his battle gear, stepped to the fore, and with magical energies seared the Ruk Shol, with Braxis at his side. Barrages of magical lightning from the Ruk Shol shamans blasted around, burning holes in the tarp curtain around the tree and striking Nobo'ru. The priests of the stars responded in kind from the tree, sending showers of exploding stars in to the Ruk Shol. Andreas used all of his expertise to control the massive melee in the middle, as Azariah lithely leapt from the dead tree he was in and fell back behind the curtain to draw off some of the Ruk Shol. Drawing his blades, he awaited them in the light.
Suddenly outside, creatures never before seen swept into the fight with keen blades and more slender figures than the Ruk Shol. Andreas and Nobo'ru began to grow weakened from the many enemies around, and Andreas, frustrated that they were scattered, bellowed for his friends to come closer but there was no answer.
Behind the curtain, Abel stood at the tree, summoned a huge fireball with a mystical word and sent the roiling flame into the Ruk Shol shamans, who began to press into the melee in the middle as well. Against the Ruk Shol on the left, Azariah stood alone, trading vicious blows. One mighty Ruk Shol fell beneath slashing blades, and then Azariah was knocked off of his feet with a heavy blow. Rising again on power he could not comprehend, Azariah recovered and attacked the other Ruk Shol, his roars of effort challenging the Ruk Shol's and defeaning him to Andrea's cries. As the second Ruk Shol fell broken at his feet, a third swept in with his axe, and Azariah knew no more.
...
Azariah's eyes opened weakly, and he saw standing over him a priest of the stars. Looking at himself, he saw his fatal wound closed. Without a word, the priest moved on to the tree, where the rest were gathered. Abel was leaning heavily on his staff, barely standing from his wounds. It looked as though he had been the only one not incapacitated during the whole fight, and perhaps only by a thread of his life. At the foot of the tree were the dead forms of two Ruk Shol and two of the strange half-breeds, which Azariah had never seen before. Azariah noticed that the tree's roots were covered in a kind of balck slime, and he realized that what he thought was a side effect of a brush with death was not a result of his condition; the tree was dimming. As Nobo'ru looted the dead Ruk Shol bodies in a business-like manner, Andreas wiped some of the fluid off with his glove. He hastily wiped it on the grass as it began to burn through his glove. Azariah took his waterskin and poured it on the tree, and noticed that it helped to wash off some of the fluid. The priests of the stars busily began wiping off the substance.
And this was going on, a familiar figure walked into the clearing. It was Sorden. Bearing his signature longsword which he carries with him at all times, and armor similar to Andreas', he strode in and asked, "I heard the sounds of battle and my ears were not off. What happened here?" Andreas stepped forward and, clasping Sorden in a military greeting declared, "Your presence is most welcome, Sordan." He quickly began to relate the situation as everyone else took to cleaning the tree. Meanwhile, Nobo'ru slipped away into the darkness outside and recovered the shaman's staves. Looking intently upon them, it was clear that they were covered in Zamunsol script, perhaps an ancient variant; it was more jagged looking than Zamunsol script typically was.
As they examined these trophies, again the footsteps of attackers could be heard, and before they could react, arrows whipped through the curtain, striking Nobo'ru and narrowly missing Sorden. Without hesitation, Andreas picked up the table Azariah had taken cover behind and advanced, using the table like a pavise. Azariah swiftly followed. They could not afford to stand off and be killed by arrows, and they had no idea about their attackers; the light of the Urash tree was in this case a curse, not a blessing. Nobo'ru pushed through the ragged tarps in time to see a huge Ruk Shol charging in, its reek almost overpowering in and of itself. Nobo'ru reacted without thinking, feinting and falling over backwards, and a massive axe blade swept an inch from his nose over his face. Bacouth sent burning light at the creature, but it seemed that Bacouth's power was not as effective as it once was, and the massive Ruk Shol barely noticed the burns as they began to heal with startling swiftness. Azariah and Sorden rushed out and engaged the creature, their blades ripping into its flesh, while Andreas stepped around behind the creature, hoping to position himself better. The monster was vicious, and it swung its axe around violently, striking back and forth between Nobo'ru and Andreas.
As they struggled to contain the monster, powerful bolts of magical energy streaked from behind the tarps and two of the archers exploded in a mist of gore. Unable to discern between friend and foe in the frenzying melee, Abel moved foreward but could not hit the Ruk Shol without hurting his friends. The giant Ruk Shol roared in its foul tongue and the archers continued to rain down arrows; everyone except Abel and Bacouth felt their bite. Tiring of the archer's arrows, Sorden and Nobo'ru charged away from the Ruk Shol and pursued the smaller Ruk Shol. Nobo'ru's knife was a whisper on the wind speaking a word of death, and an archer fell with a gurgle as its response, a dagger buried in its throat. Bloodied from the arrows and wild swings of the Ruk Shol, Sorden lost his concentration and swung wide of his target, but the Ruk Shol was badly distracted and found his aim to be faulty as he slipped away to try and pick off Andreas.
Bacouth was again unable to effectively damage the creature, and though a priest of the stars joined the battle with his morningstar, he too could not bring the Ruk Shol low. Abel, overcome by the rush of adrenaline, swung his staff to unleash magical power on the creature, but his stoke failed to find its mark. As the creature shifted around and struck Azariah, Andreas stepped back battered and exhausted. Then straightening, his voice took on a different quality than it usually did when he bellowed commands, and a faint supernatural light emanated from his sword as he challenged the Ruk Shol to fight him. The Ruk Shol turned to engage Andreas, and Azariah, releived from the frenzied swings of the creature for a moment, slashed a deep gash in the creature's side. Wildly it struck out and hit Azariah, but expecting this Azariah rode the blow out and slipped near Andreas, ready to fight the creature again.
In the outer darkness, Sorden felt satisfaction as he buried his longsword deep into the archer he pursued and began to move back towards the Ruk Shol with renewed purpose. Nobo'ru continued his hunt. In an unbroken, fluid motion, Nobo'ru slashed the eyes of the archer and dropped low, crouching stealthfully before the Ruk Shol's body even hit the ground.
As the monster closed in on the valiant but wounded Andreas, Sorden interrupted the challenge with a battlecry and stuck at the creature. It swung wildly and knocked Azariah unconscious to the ground with its backswing. A priest of the stars bent and revived Azariah, but Andreas did not realize this and steeling himself disengaged from the Ruk Shol to try and heal Azariah. When he saw him about to stand up, he composed himself and prepared to strike. He didn't need to. As Azariah rose, the creature's back was turned, and Azariah swung his blade overhanded into the Ruk Shol's back, snapping its spine in two and piercing its heart. With a deep groan its lages gave way and it fell on its face. Nobo'ru, swept up and cut its head off to ensure it was dead. Retrieving his sword from the corpse and wiping it down, Azariah began to go back to the light of the tree, where Abel and Andreas were already talking privately.
Bacouth, resplendant in his battle gear, stepped to the fore, and with magical energies seared the Ruk Shol, with Braxis at his side. Barrages of magical lightning from the Ruk Shol shamans blasted around, burning holes in the tarp curtain around the tree and striking Nobo'ru. The priests of the stars responded in kind from the tree, sending showers of exploding stars in to the Ruk Shol. Andreas used all of his expertise to control the massive melee in the middle, as Azariah lithely leapt from the dead tree he was in and fell back behind the curtain to draw off some of the Ruk Shol. Drawing his blades, he awaited them in the light.
Suddenly outside, creatures never before seen swept into the fight with keen blades and more slender figures than the Ruk Shol. Andreas and Nobo'ru began to grow weakened from the many enemies around, and Andreas, frustrated that they were scattered, bellowed for his friends to come closer but there was no answer.
Behind the curtain, Abel stood at the tree, summoned a huge fireball with a mystical word and sent the roiling flame into the Ruk Shol shamans, who began to press into the melee in the middle as well. Against the Ruk Shol on the left, Azariah stood alone, trading vicious blows. One mighty Ruk Shol fell beneath slashing blades, and then Azariah was knocked off of his feet with a heavy blow. Rising again on power he could not comprehend, Azariah recovered and attacked the other Ruk Shol, his roars of effort challenging the Ruk Shol's and defeaning him to Andrea's cries. As the second Ruk Shol fell broken at his feet, a third swept in with his axe, and Azariah knew no more.
...
Azariah's eyes opened weakly, and he saw standing over him a priest of the stars. Looking at himself, he saw his fatal wound closed. Without a word, the priest moved on to the tree, where the rest were gathered. Abel was leaning heavily on his staff, barely standing from his wounds. It looked as though he had been the only one not incapacitated during the whole fight, and perhaps only by a thread of his life. At the foot of the tree were the dead forms of two Ruk Shol and two of the strange half-breeds, which Azariah had never seen before. Azariah noticed that the tree's roots were covered in a kind of balck slime, and he realized that what he thought was a side effect of a brush with death was not a result of his condition; the tree was dimming. As Nobo'ru looted the dead Ruk Shol bodies in a business-like manner, Andreas wiped some of the fluid off with his glove. He hastily wiped it on the grass as it began to burn through his glove. Azariah took his waterskin and poured it on the tree, and noticed that it helped to wash off some of the fluid. The priests of the stars busily began wiping off the substance.
And this was going on, a familiar figure walked into the clearing. It was Sorden. Bearing his signature longsword which he carries with him at all times, and armor similar to Andreas', he strode in and asked, "I heard the sounds of battle and my ears were not off. What happened here?" Andreas stepped forward and, clasping Sorden in a military greeting declared, "Your presence is most welcome, Sordan." He quickly began to relate the situation as everyone else took to cleaning the tree. Meanwhile, Nobo'ru slipped away into the darkness outside and recovered the shaman's staves. Looking intently upon them, it was clear that they were covered in Zamunsol script, perhaps an ancient variant; it was more jagged looking than Zamunsol script typically was.
As they examined these trophies, again the footsteps of attackers could be heard, and before they could react, arrows whipped through the curtain, striking Nobo'ru and narrowly missing Sorden. Without hesitation, Andreas picked up the table Azariah had taken cover behind and advanced, using the table like a pavise. Azariah swiftly followed. They could not afford to stand off and be killed by arrows, and they had no idea about their attackers; the light of the Urash tree was in this case a curse, not a blessing. Nobo'ru pushed through the ragged tarps in time to see a huge Ruk Shol charging in, its reek almost overpowering in and of itself. Nobo'ru reacted without thinking, feinting and falling over backwards, and a massive axe blade swept an inch from his nose over his face. Bacouth sent burning light at the creature, but it seemed that Bacouth's power was not as effective as it once was, and the massive Ruk Shol barely noticed the burns as they began to heal with startling swiftness. Azariah and Sorden rushed out and engaged the creature, their blades ripping into its flesh, while Andreas stepped around behind the creature, hoping to position himself better. The monster was vicious, and it swung its axe around violently, striking back and forth between Nobo'ru and Andreas.
As they struggled to contain the monster, powerful bolts of magical energy streaked from behind the tarps and two of the archers exploded in a mist of gore. Unable to discern between friend and foe in the frenzying melee, Abel moved foreward but could not hit the Ruk Shol without hurting his friends. The giant Ruk Shol roared in its foul tongue and the archers continued to rain down arrows; everyone except Abel and Bacouth felt their bite. Tiring of the archer's arrows, Sorden and Nobo'ru charged away from the Ruk Shol and pursued the smaller Ruk Shol. Nobo'ru's knife was a whisper on the wind speaking a word of death, and an archer fell with a gurgle as its response, a dagger buried in its throat. Bloodied from the arrows and wild swings of the Ruk Shol, Sorden lost his concentration and swung wide of his target, but the Ruk Shol was badly distracted and found his aim to be faulty as he slipped away to try and pick off Andreas.
Bacouth was again unable to effectively damage the creature, and though a priest of the stars joined the battle with his morningstar, he too could not bring the Ruk Shol low. Abel, overcome by the rush of adrenaline, swung his staff to unleash magical power on the creature, but his stoke failed to find its mark. As the creature shifted around and struck Azariah, Andreas stepped back battered and exhausted. Then straightening, his voice took on a different quality than it usually did when he bellowed commands, and a faint supernatural light emanated from his sword as he challenged the Ruk Shol to fight him. The Ruk Shol turned to engage Andreas, and Azariah, releived from the frenzied swings of the creature for a moment, slashed a deep gash in the creature's side. Wildly it struck out and hit Azariah, but expecting this Azariah rode the blow out and slipped near Andreas, ready to fight the creature again.
In the outer darkness, Sorden felt satisfaction as he buried his longsword deep into the archer he pursued and began to move back towards the Ruk Shol with renewed purpose. Nobo'ru continued his hunt. In an unbroken, fluid motion, Nobo'ru slashed the eyes of the archer and dropped low, crouching stealthfully before the Ruk Shol's body even hit the ground.
As the monster closed in on the valiant but wounded Andreas, Sorden interrupted the challenge with a battlecry and stuck at the creature. It swung wildly and knocked Azariah unconscious to the ground with its backswing. A priest of the stars bent and revived Azariah, but Andreas did not realize this and steeling himself disengaged from the Ruk Shol to try and heal Azariah. When he saw him about to stand up, he composed himself and prepared to strike. He didn't need to. As Azariah rose, the creature's back was turned, and Azariah swung his blade overhanded into the Ruk Shol's back, snapping its spine in two and piercing its heart. With a deep groan its lages gave way and it fell on its face. Nobo'ru, swept up and cut its head off to ensure it was dead. Retrieving his sword from the corpse and wiping it down, Azariah began to go back to the light of the tree, where Abel and Andreas were already talking privately.
A Bloody Departure
Quick Summary No. 3
-After repelling the previous wave, Sorden arrives in between waves to help the party
-A third wave comes, this time with a very large regenerating Ruk-Shol as a leader, followed by many weaker archers.
-The party manages to repel this wave better than the last, but is badly drained in the process. The substance the Ruk Shol used on the tree is thick and viscous, and burns, but it can be wiped away, using water helps.
-The ranger Draven arrives informing the party that more Rul Shol were on their way. The party decides to lie in ambush, and they leave Draven beside the tree. Many minutes pass.
-The party returns to the tree to find Draven being tied up by the Priests of the Stars and being called a traitor. Andreas and Nobo'ru subdue Draven after a few stabbings, dislocated/broken bones and submission moves, after which they discover Draven is actually the shape shifting Ruk Shol who deceived them. Azariah quietly leaves the shelter and goes outside.
-The creature revealed its name, but nobody in the party really cares to remember the names of such filth (i.e. I forgot it). Several other things were revealed: There are millions of Ruk Shol, some of them are smart, shapeshifters are rare, they are confidant that they can take over the world, and there are more (about 20) coming in about a half hour or so from the south where their base is.
-Andreas decapitates the Ruk Shol and the party loots his corpse. Two maps are found, one a large scale map showing the general area (including the capital) and one a smaller scale map. Both show Xs on the map which are believed to be Ruk Shol encampments. Some other items are also found.
-The Ruk Shol's head is placed on a spike outside the curtain and Andreas (?) decides to throw his corpse into the Dewfrond vine covering the tree, which promptly shreds it.
-Bacouth decides that since the party has proven that they really care about the tree, they should be able to kill the vine, which Azariah and Andreas do with relish. The vine is shown to secrete some kind of substance similar to that which the Ruk Shol used, and it starts to kill the tree before the party wipes it down.
-In the meantime, Azariah apologizes for insulting behavior done earlier and asks Bacouth for an official letter explaining the new Ruk Shol and the organization of the Ruk Shol attackers.
-The party leaves. It is noted that hours later, the light of the Urash tree can still be seen, though dim because of distance.
-Five days of travel pass as the party avoids Xs on the map and then begins to go to the large open area in the middle of the map. They come across a stone ruin, which Andreas believes to be the location of a large battle hundreds of years ago. Sorden (?) and Azariah find under some rubble Zamunsol blades which have been ruined with rust. They look to be rather old.
-The party spends their sleep-cycle in the ruins. It is established that Azariah will take first watch and Andreas will take the last...the rest of the party are fey-blooded, so they don't need to take watches.
-Session ends. 800XP awarded.
-After repelling the previous wave, Sorden arrives in between waves to help the party
-A third wave comes, this time with a very large regenerating Ruk-Shol as a leader, followed by many weaker archers.
-The party manages to repel this wave better than the last, but is badly drained in the process. The substance the Ruk Shol used on the tree is thick and viscous, and burns, but it can be wiped away, using water helps.
-The ranger Draven arrives informing the party that more Rul Shol were on their way. The party decides to lie in ambush, and they leave Draven beside the tree. Many minutes pass.
-The party returns to the tree to find Draven being tied up by the Priests of the Stars and being called a traitor. Andreas and Nobo'ru subdue Draven after a few stabbings, dislocated/broken bones and submission moves, after which they discover Draven is actually the shape shifting Ruk Shol who deceived them. Azariah quietly leaves the shelter and goes outside.
-The creature revealed its name, but nobody in the party really cares to remember the names of such filth (i.e. I forgot it). Several other things were revealed: There are millions of Ruk Shol, some of them are smart, shapeshifters are rare, they are confidant that they can take over the world, and there are more (about 20) coming in about a half hour or so from the south where their base is.
-Andreas decapitates the Ruk Shol and the party loots his corpse. Two maps are found, one a large scale map showing the general area (including the capital) and one a smaller scale map. Both show Xs on the map which are believed to be Ruk Shol encampments. Some other items are also found.
-The Ruk Shol's head is placed on a spike outside the curtain and Andreas (?) decides to throw his corpse into the Dewfrond vine covering the tree, which promptly shreds it.
-Bacouth decides that since the party has proven that they really care about the tree, they should be able to kill the vine, which Azariah and Andreas do with relish. The vine is shown to secrete some kind of substance similar to that which the Ruk Shol used, and it starts to kill the tree before the party wipes it down.
-In the meantime, Azariah apologizes for insulting behavior done earlier and asks Bacouth for an official letter explaining the new Ruk Shol and the organization of the Ruk Shol attackers.
-The party leaves. It is noted that hours later, the light of the Urash tree can still be seen, though dim because of distance.
-Five days of travel pass as the party avoids Xs on the map and then begins to go to the large open area in the middle of the map. They come across a stone ruin, which Andreas believes to be the location of a large battle hundreds of years ago. Sorden (?) and Azariah find under some rubble Zamunsol blades which have been ruined with rust. They look to be rather old.
-The party spends their sleep-cycle in the ruins. It is established that Azariah will take first watch and Andreas will take the last...the rest of the party are fey-blooded, so they don't need to take watches.
-Session ends. 800XP awarded.
August 23, 2008
Encroaching Darkness
-The party discovers Bacouth has increased in his madness over time, and that the Priests of the Stars are very religious with lots of rules.
-A ranger comes and tells the party that the boy Jakoba ran away. The party discovers that Jakoba was actually not a boy, but some kind of shape shifter, who was likely planning for some kind of attack.
-The party returns to Bacouth and there is a feast, which consisted entirely of alchohol distilled from various things, one of which being the Urash tree [check with brian on this, I forget if this is true or not]
-Bacouth and the priests prepare for battle as the party informs him of the coming Ruk shol. Bacouth considers that the Dewfrond vine may in fact be evil.
-The Ruk Shol attack, this time with shamans and also a new, before unheard of race that are similar to drow. It is speculated that these might be a controlling race that dictates the ruk Shol.
-The Ruk shol and the mysterious race throw some kind of black tarry substance on the Urash tree that makes it start to go dark. Bacouth is badly wounded in battle. Azariah nearly dies. The Ruk Shol and the elvish race are barely repelled.
-End Session.
-A ranger comes and tells the party that the boy Jakoba ran away. The party discovers that Jakoba was actually not a boy, but some kind of shape shifter, who was likely planning for some kind of attack.
-The party returns to Bacouth and there is a feast, which consisted entirely of alchohol distilled from various things, one of which being the Urash tree [check with brian on this, I forget if this is true or not]
-Bacouth and the priests prepare for battle as the party informs him of the coming Ruk shol. Bacouth considers that the Dewfrond vine may in fact be evil.
-The Ruk Shol attack, this time with shamans and also a new, before unheard of race that are similar to drow. It is speculated that these might be a controlling race that dictates the ruk Shol.
-The Ruk shol and the mysterious race throw some kind of black tarry substance on the Urash tree that makes it start to go dark. Bacouth is badly wounded in battle. Azariah nearly dies. The Ruk Shol and the elvish race are barely repelled.
-End Session.
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