Proskur Inn: Confrontation

Silently they crept upon the sleeping two. Silently they drew their weapons and with quick actions the knives were upon our travelers. The trap was sprung. Within second of the silent advance the two travelers arose with hidden traps of their own. A poison dart hit one of the assailants from someplace in the dark, another was bound helpless in an entanglement. Daehan had been right, there had been people following us since we first step foot on the Eastern Highway.

There had been more than we had expected. We assumed there would be two maybe three assassins. With one convulsing as the poison raced through his system and one stuck pulling at the vines twixt his legs, we were now standing face to face with three very different creatures. Sensing just how ugly the situation could get quickly Psycho drew up his sword and ran it through the entangled fool.

The three that were left were not creatures you would find around the realms. Each one was unique and dangerous in its own way. A small imp or large sprite like creature was pulsating with magical energy, glowing an iridescent blue hovered behind the others. There was a tall mix of kenku and hecuva. His feathers smelt of rotting flesh and his speed was unmatched by anything his size. And there was the apparent leader of the group hidden in Robes of Ancients. All that shown of him in the dark was his eyes. Eyes which were not eyes. Eyes that projected images rather than received them.

'Let's take them now.' exclaimed the little blue creature vibrating with excitement.

'This will stand as a warning to you, and formal notice of troubles that will follow if you continue your search.' The robed figure telepathically communicated, completely ignoring the little beasts request for our blood.

Daehan looked at me for an answer of what to do. I removed our flank by cutting the small distance between us. Aside from actions my ability to speak was stricken dead silent. The robed one was silencing my voice and Daehan's most likely as well. The rotting bird darted around the room and grabbed the Ball of Energy retreating behind his master.

'Heed this warning well for you will not get another.' The words seemed to come from the figure. But there was no longer anyone but the two travelers and two bodies left. There had been no names no purpose accept that we turn back now.

Forest of Good and Evil: Grounds for Intrigue

It had been almost 2 weeks since his time at Willow Lake and the time had come to set off for the Forrest of the Phoenix. Psycho returned to Willow Lake before setting off. A tingle of malevolence and greed was still in the air. After gathering samples of the soil and recalling some of his soulmatic energy he made leave for the Forest of Good and Evil.

Psycho knew that the forest held many secrets and dangers, some without name and decided company of high caliber would be the best course of action. There has been talk of a rogue strider named Daehan. He held interest in The Lady Sune, my all consuming reason for being. He was quiet willing to lend a hand, and an able sword.  We made for the Eastern Highway and traveled for what may have been a week and a half.  The high sun during the month of Mirtul was left behind as we came to the Thunder Peaks and entered Storm Horns Mnt.

'The Forrest is not far now' Daehan informed me. As these words escaped Daehan's lips I got the feeling we should look around.

'Someone has been here ... Someone with the same energy from the lake' I said

Indeed someone had been there. There were whisps of long dark hair and a symbol of The Crimson Guardians. It must have been Emalia ... she must know more about what happened that she had let on. Was it desire for the sword ... or could I been seeing what I want to see. Some kind of answer.

We took lodge In Proskur, A well guarded town at the base of the forest. We would need a bit of final preparation before actually enter the forest and thought it best to rest.