Tracks within Cormanthor Forest.

*Ravossel as a hand upon, the top of Donnleen's neck, and I her other hand is very simple looking wooden staff. She nods to Milo be for speaking to the Captain with with a faint worried look.*

Nice to meet you Captain, and yes I have a lead I'm fallowing, but it's still shrouded in darkness, and mystery.

For you see the land, the trees, and there life force gave me vision. In this vision is a place that's concealed of a darkened area, as if I could not see my own hands in front of my face. Jolts of figures appear before me, if only but a millisecond. *Ravossel closes her eyes for a moment be for she keeps going.*  What I can make out of them is that they are animals. They are running from something, and there looking behind them in a panic as whatever it is that chases them draws closer. That this moment in this vision I'm unable to see the animals clearly, nor am I able to see what is chasesing them.

*Ravossel takes a deep slow be she keeps going.*

I feel something in the vision I had. A dark, sinister feeling. This very feeling I had is a direct threat to nature itself and all it stands for. And then it strikes at my heart, making me feel sick, I had to with draw back from the vision to keep from vomiting.

*Ravossel waits a few montes for the Captain to think.*

Now captain, is there a event that happend long, you may have heard about were that the land, the trees, and the animals just died off, or ran off, or became twisted aberrations? In a book, scroll, or in story you may have herd, even back when you were a child perhaps?

*Ravossel waits quietly, idly rubbing the Tiger's neck. *

Aidan Airna wrote:

*Ravossel as a hand upon, the top of Donnleen's neck, and I her other hand is very simple looking wooden staff. She nods to Milo be for speaking to the Captain with with a faint worried look.*

Nice to meet you Captain, and yes I have a lead I'm fallowing, but it's still shrouded in darkness, and mystery.

For you see the land, the trees, and there life force gave me vision. In this vision is a place that's concealed of a darkened area, as if I could not see my own hands in front of my face. Jolts of figures appear before me, if only but a millisecond. *Ravossel closes her eyes for a moment be for she keeps going.*  What I can make out of them is that they are animals. They are running from something, and there looking behind them in a panic as whatever it is that chases them draws closer. That this moment in this vision I'm unable to see the animals clearly, nor am I able to see what is chasesing them.

*Ravossel takes a deep slow be she keeps going.*

I feel something in the vision I had. A dark, sinister feeling. This very feeling I had is a direct threat to nature itself and all it stands for. And then it strikes at my heart, making me feel sick, I had to with draw back from the vision to keep from vomiting.

*Ravossel waits a few montes for the Captain to think.*

Now captain, is there a event that happend long, you may have heard about were that the land, the trees, and the animals just died off, or ran off, or became twisted aberrations? In a book, scroll, or in story you may have herd, even back when you were a child perhaps?

*Ravossel waits quietly, idly rubbing the Tiger's neck. *

Jastra listens, her brows furrowing as she hears about the disturbing images of the vision.

"In my many years of life, I can not think of any point in history when animals reacted like this. I truly believe this to be a disease of some sort. I'm afraid I am not the best person to ask in these cases. I apologize for not being able to provide you with more information."

DM_Sapphire wrote:

Aidan Airna wrote:

*Ravossel as a hand upon, the top of Donnleen's neck, and I her other hand is very simple looking wooden staff. She nods to Milo be for speaking to the Captain with with a faint worried look.*

Nice to meet you Captain, and yes I have a lead I'm fallowing, but it's still shrouded in darkness, and mystery.

For you see the land, the trees, and there life force gave me vision. In this vision is a place that's concealed of a darkened area, as if I could not see my own hands in front of my face. Jolts of figures appear before me, if only but a millisecond. *Ravossel closes her eyes for a moment be for she keeps going.*  What I can make out of them is that they are animals. They are running from something, and there looking behind them in a panic as whatever it is that chases them draws closer. That this moment in this vision I'm unable to see the animals clearly, nor am I able to see what is chasesing them.

*Ravossel takes a deep slow be she keeps going.*

I feel something in the vision I had. A dark, sinister feeling. This very feeling I had is a direct threat to nature itself and all it stands for. And then it strikes at my heart, making me feel sick, I had to with draw back from the vision to keep from vomiting.

*Ravossel waits a few montes for the Captain to think.*

Now captain, is there a event that happend long, you may have heard about were that the land, the trees, and the animals just died off, or ran off, or became twisted aberrations? In a book, scroll, or in story you may have herd, even back when you were a child perhaps?

*Ravossel waits quietly, idly rubbing the Tiger's neck. *

Jastra listens, her brows furrowing as she hears about the disturbing images of the vision.

"In my many years of life, I can not think of any point in history when animals reacted like this. I truly believe this to be a disease of some sort. I'm afraid I am not the best person to ask in these cases. I apologize for not being able to provide you with more information."

You are far wrong, when you munched disease, it jogged a old memory to life.

About two years ago there was plague in shadowdale woods, and the sounding land. It was sed this plague was blessed by Talona. Divine blessings, and magics did not work on it, and only mad it worse. Only arcain negative energy killed it, and every thing around it. Word has it that plague hit us Druids the hardest, and we can get it very easily. Fire also worked on it as well.

If any twisted dead animals are spotted burn there corpses.

*Ravossel sighs a bit. *

And it was not confirmed if that plague was distorted fully or not, be for the first snow fall of that year.

All of this happened be for I came to thees lands about two years ago.


*Ravossel randomly falls quit as if she is deep thought, and seems to look from the two that are be for. Seemingly waiting to hear what they have to say.*

((This was not known knowledge to myself as a DM, even after reading over pages of FR History. However, I'll just roll with it.))

Jastra ticks her tongue.

"Apologies that it slipped my mind, but things have been somewhat busy between the undead, Tsochar, Cyricists, Zhentarim, dhaerow and other things that are plaguing the lands.

Again, I am not the best person to speak to about these matters. If we find corpses, we'll burn them as you suggested."

Looking a bit irritated, she goes back to her busy work at the camp.

DM_Sapphire wrote:

The deer does deer things for now. A little bit of noms here, some more noms over there.

As Talonairos watches the Deer "nom" away his stomach lightly growls at him reminding him that he hasn't eating for some time either. He places his right hand over his stomach and lightly sighs to himself whilst still watching the deer "nom" away.

"I wonder if its even edible."

He ruses though clearly not serious as he looks about wary of anything that might have been considered edible within the forest. He shakes his head clearing any such thoughts of any form of consumption from items even picked within the forest as well.

"Well guess I'll have to come search the forest again after I get something in my stomach."

With that said he slips throughout the trees again going to head out of the forest in the general vicinity of the Elven Camp but not directly approaching it as he plans on observing what's going on around there first. Hidden within the confines of the trees using them both as a highway and a means for cover with the perks of advantage point.

Iweans returns to the Cormanthor after his unsuccessful search for his home. After arriving at the Ranger camp in Fox Ridge. He will ask the Rangers of anything happening. *Assuming he hears of the animals* Iwean remembers from the last plague of something going on in the gnoll caves. He will search for clues there and to the Grove to gather more info andr report his findings.

DM_Sapphire wrote:

((This was not known knowledge to myself as a DM, even after reading over pages of FR History. However, I'll just roll with it.))

Jastra ticks her tongue.

"Apologies that it slipped my mind, but things have been somewhat busy between the undead, Tsochar, Cyricists, Zhentarim, dhaerow and other things that are plaguing the lands.

Again, I am not the best person to speak to about these matters. If we find corpses, we'll burn them as you suggested."

Looking a bit irritated, she goes back to her busy work at the camp.

(( sorry about that. It was event that happened quite some time ago. Should have given you a hades up be making that last post. ))

*Ravossel blinks a few times, then bows her head.*  I'm sorry, I did not mean to insult you, Captain.

You really help me a lot, for if you had not brought up the key word diseases. *Ravossel sighs a bit.* I highly doubt, I would have remembered what I sed so soon. For that  I thank you. *Ravossel truly sounds sender *

* Ravossel waits a few moments to see or hear, what she dose next, be for leaving. *

*As Ravossel, and Donnleen make there thought the woods to The city of Song, they both keep there eyes open, for any sign of ambushes. If a few undead are spotted, and if it's within there means, the pair will take of them.*

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tjhyland wrote:

Iweans returns to the Cormanthor after his unsuccessful search for his home.   After arriving at the Ranger camp in Fox Ridge.   He will ask the Rangers of anything happening.   *Assuming he hears of the animals*  Iwean remembers from the last plague of something going on in the gnoll caves.  He will search for clues there and to the Grove to gather more info andr report his findings.

The Rangers mention the animals acting odd, being excessively skittish. They haven't seen any deformities. Iwean goes to search the Gnoll Cave.

((Please be more descriptive of what you're searching for as far as clues and where exactly you're checking.))

Aidan Airna wrote:

*Ravossel blinks a few times, then bows her head.* I'm sorry, I did not mean to insult you, Captain.

You really help me a lot, for if you had not brought up the key word diseases. *Ravossel sighs a bit.* I highly doubt, I would have remembered what I sed so soon. For that I thank you. *Ravossel truly sounds sender *

* Ravossel waits a few moments to see or hear, what she dose next, be for leaving. *

*As Ravossel, and Donnleen make there thought the woods to The city of Song, they both keep there eyes open, for any sign of ambushes. If a few undead are spotted, and if it's within there means, the pair will take of them.*

The Captain dips her head, accepting the apology, then continues her way to work.

As she makes her way, there are surprisingly no undead. The forest is oddly quiet, an aura of fear hangs around it.

DM_Sapphire wrote:

tjhyland wrote:

Iweans returns to the Cormanthor after his unsuccessful search for his home.   After arriving at the Ranger camp in Fox Ridge.   He will ask the Rangers of anything happening.   *Assuming he hears of the animals*  Iwean remembers from the last plague of something going on in the gnoll caves.  He will search for clues there and to the Grove to gather more info andr report his findings.

The Rangers mention the animals acting odd, being excessively skittish. They haven't seen any deformities. Iwean goes to search the Gnoll Cave.

((Please be more descriptive of what you're searching for as far as clues and where exactly you're checking.))

Aidan Airna wrote:

*Ravossel blinks a few times, then bows her head.*  I'm sorry, I did not mean to insult you, Captain.

You really help me a lot, for if you had not brought up the key word diseases. *Ravossel sighs a bit.* I highly doubt, I would have remembered what I sed so soon. For that  I thank you. *Ravossel truly sounds sender *

* Ravossel waits a few moments to see or hear, what she dose next, be for leaving. *

*As Ravossel, and Donnleen make there thought the woods to The city of Song, they both keep there eyes open, for any sign of ambushes. If a few undead are spotted, and if it's within there means, the pair will take of them.*

The Captain dips her head, accepting the apology, then continues her way to work.

As she makes her way, there are surprisingly no undead. The forest is oddly quiet, an aura of fear hangs around it.

*Both Ravossel, and Donnleen look at each other and blink a few time when they see no undead.*

I know Don this every odd, normally undead like this whole fear creepy forest undead thing. Let's keep moving to the City, then send out the letters.

*And with that. The pair keep working there way to the city of song. Once there Ravossel uses two scroll of remove diseases, one one Donnleen, and one on her self, be for hedging to a siting area near the golden oak tree in the city of song. *

* Upon reaching the sitting area, Ravossel starts to right out a few messages, and letters to. Lord blue, the arch Druid Lhanir, the defender Druid Amilmawiel, Sol Leo, and one to post on a tent post, that's near the golden oak tree. The messages, and letters Read.*

"  I Druidess Ravossel, of Lurue, wish to call forth a meeting regarding some very troubling news. For you see the land, the trees, and there life force gave me vision. In this vision is a place that's concealed of a darkened area, as if I could not see my own hands in front of my face. Jolts of figures appear before me, if only but a millisecond. What I can make out of them is that they are animals. They are running from something, and there looking behind them in a panic as whatever it is that chases them draws closer. That this moment in this vision I'm unable to see the animals clearly, nor am I able to see what is chasesing them.

I feel something in the vision I had. A dark, sinister feeling. This very feeling I had is a direct threat to nature itself and all it stands for. And then it strikes at my heart, making me feel sick, I had to with draw back from the vision to keep from vomiting.

I feel this may be another talon diseases of some type, or some thing very close to this.

I'm in the city of song, I'll be found at the sitting area near the golden oak Tree.

Love: Ravossel.

P.s. On the way to The city of song, we did not spot any undead, but the feeling of fear loomed heavily.

* As Ravossel waits for the group to gather, she takes several deep breaths clearing her mind, and to slow her breathing down to a very slow, but steady pass. The Druidess then slowly closes her eyes, as she focuses her mind on her soundings. (( Concentration base of 26 )) Ravossel focuses on the live force, and the feelings of the trees, and the land at around a her. Ravossel try's to get a feeling for how they feel, and what there conserns are. As she mediates, Ravossel softly speaks Druidic.*

" In Druidic. " Show me what you feel, Show me what you see, Show me thees things, show me so I can under stand, show me so I can aid. "

*As Ravossel Waits, and Mediates, Donnleen lays next to Ravossel, with her head laying in Ravossel's lap. Ravossel has both of her hands resting on top of Donnleen's head.*

((Make sure you send those as PMs to the relevant people.))

As Ravo closes her eyes to commune with nature again, she sees the same exact vision as before. This time, however, she would begin to feel even more sick than before. She will vomit.

It is clear that if she continues to try to meditate with nature at this point, she will become more and more sick.

DM_Sapphire wrote:

((Make sure you send those as PMs to the relevant people.))

As Ravo closes her eyes to commune with nature again, she sees the same exact vision as before. This time, however, she would begin to feel even more sick than before. She will vomit.

It is clear that if she continues to try to meditate with nature at this point, she will become more and more sick.

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*Ravose jolts awake, and imminently vomits off to her left, avoiding vomiting on Donnleen's head, or on her self, but just nearly. With shaky hands Ravossel takes a few deep pulls from her water skin. Then Ravossel takes out a water bowl, and fills for Donnleen to Drank from.*

*With a scared/worried expiration Ravossel looks about for a few moments be for settling back down.*

Iwean will basically search for anything different or new in the area since his last visit not spending too much time with anyone area. He will that make his way to the Grove.

Talonairos unknowingly wanders into the chieftains hunting grounds. From the trees he would mark his target Talonairos whom casually roamed the forest floor watching the wildlife. Closing the distance between them, Ikkath is disturbed by the feel of the forest, an odd silence jittery and uneven. A raven sits on a branch watching the hunt unfold, a bad omen that does not escape the hunters attention. He cocks his head as he witnesses Talonairos climb up into the trees so Ikkath makes his presence known, taunting him. “Little Elfling, Little Elfling come out to play”

The raven would fly away.

Talonairos halts his movement through the trees and reaches for the bow slug across his back. Yet does not draw it. Ikkath twitches, for the instant that bow is drawn then blood will follow. No sport if his opponent was unarmed. He waits and watches the elf search for him in the trees. The hunter recognises that what he now hunts is another like himself. For not everyone can move swiftly through the tree tops effortlessly.

He can see the elf become frustrated, muttering to himself at his incompetence failing to detect Ikkath. The Orc taunts him again. “You don't talk much for an elfling” He laughs and closes his distance. “Now little one are you worthy as a tribute to Malar... I wonder?”

Talonairos pulls a vial and pops the cork. “Malarite. Should have figured” he drinks the potion and disappears from Ikkaths sight. But this orc has seen that trick many times before and he rubs his ring, blessing him with magical sight. The elf appears to him once again. Having enough of games he uncloaks himself and looms over Talonairos. The elf slips back along the tree limb escaping Ikkaths massive reach.

In return Ikkath stamps on the limb trying to shake it and unbalance the elf, making him fall to the forest floor. Talonairos, however, is light on his feet an barely wobbles at Ikkaths attempt. The cocky elf would try the same in return with his own jump on the limb. It is apparent the elf has hardly the same strength as the orc and Ikkaths talon like feet hold firm to the limb. Ikkath snorts at this game of cat and mouse, he raises his great sword in a threatening way and lunges at Talonairos.

Talonairos quickly drinks another potion, one of sanctuary and slips down from the tree and flees. Snarling in anger Ikkath roars after Talonairos. “I will have your head elfling! Run away now, your time will come” He disappears into the thick of the trees continuing the hunt.

The animals are few and far between, still quiet and jittery yet this was his domain just as it is there's and it doesn't take him long to track a new prey. A great bear, fearsome and deadly. Without hesitation Ikkath strike at it with angered blows, cutting deep into the prey. As it breathes it last Ikkath drinks it's blood in tribute to Malar.

Having spent a number of days in seclusion deep within the forest, Kwali decides it's time to head back to civilization. Upon passing through the elven camp, she stops to speak with Jastra.

"'Allo ah-gain, miss. Me feel some-ting strange inna de fahrest. De animals 'ave strange tings 'appen t'dem. Missin' parts, extra parts...me try an 'eal dem but me magic no work on dem. Any-ting you can tell I?"

Ikkath lumbers forward from standing up and reaches out for the nearest tree to support himself, his body still aching from the bile that courses through his veins. His eyes widen when he see's the bulk of his hand and wrist. He looks to his other hand to see that it is also massive and bulky. He shakes his head trying to wrestle off the dizziness and stumbles toward the Starwood creek. He falls to his knees by the creek and palms the water to his mouth. He stops to look at his reflection, a deep and terrible laugh echos from him. He returns to the bear carcass and claims it's head as a trophy then leaves the hunting grounds.

Fincaen Londrulen wrote:

Having spent a number of days in seclusion deep within the forest, Kwali decides it's time to head back to civilization. Upon passing through the elven camp, she stops to speak with Jastra.

"'Allo ah-gain, miss. Me feel some-ting strange inna de fahrest. De animals 'ave strange tings 'appen t'dem. Missin' parts, extra parts...me try an 'eal dem but me magic no work on dem. Any-ting you can tell I?"

Jastra shakes her head at the woman.

"There is nothing I can tell you that I haven't already told the others whom have come to me. From my years, I can only say that this has to be a disease of some type. But it's no natural occurring disease. Whatever this is shouldn't be a part of nature."

She looks rather busy, every now and then soldiers coming and asking her questions.