February 18, 2020 - Sick Animals

Lordran
The party meets in the tavern to be briefed by Dovrhal on the contract concerning the animals of the caves and the wild. When Dovrhal arrived the Crowcoons where a different color and many other kinds of creatures weren't aggressive when  encountered. The sickness comes from the east. The party crosses the tree and continued east. We encountered a dying talking tree at the outer area of the sickness zone. The tree gives Tristan a collection of seeds to carry on its legacy and informs that the bloodshed is poisoning the land and its days are at an end. Lordran feeling the responsibility of the amount of blood that has and still needed to be shed, layed the hands and removed the poison through divine power. The tree was saved, its grey sheen returned to its proper green. A large creature approached the camp but wandered away before interacting with the party. After breaking camp the party continued east and found a road. We chose the way leading South opposed the one cutting back the way we came. Panicked yells and hungry clucking filled the air. Wanting to get into the action the party runs to the noise. Ansu scouted ahead of the party and found a woman trapped in a tree surrounded by carnivorous lanky armed chickens. Ansu transferred his senses with his pet snake he left with Tristan. And pointed his body to signal the party to come. When the Paladin and Cleric rounded the corner, their rattling armor signaled the beginning of a chicken massacre. After a hail of ice magic half the poisoned mutant fowl where plucked from existence by magic empowered blades from Osanas and Lordran. Mordin simply slapped the heads off of two. Tristan literary burn one to death with insults and it died of a broken heart. The woman trapped in the tree climbed down and introduced to her saviors as Clover.

Tristan lays down some serious game and Clover parts ways from the party swooned with a flower from Tristan's hat, directions to the town, and Ansu's spare dagger to help her along the way. After an uneventful night's sleep the party breaks camp and gets lost because reasons. The over grown road gone and the party is face to face with a cliff face. The party spotted a man sized wasp guarding an entrance to a nest. With surprise on their side, the party lined up in a firing squad and executed the diseased looking wasp with a barrage of magic following a guiding bolt from Osanas. Lordran carved a stairway into the cliff face with earth bending. The party harvests diseased wasp eggs from the nest, meat and venom from the fallen wasp. They also found small humanoid bones in the nest and the eaten remains of the inhabitants. The executed wasp was the apparent king of the cannibal hill. From the elevated view, smoke from a large fire could be seen. The party continued along the cliff face until they came into a clearing of a goblinoid murder mosh pit. A giant pile of burning bodies fueling a forest fire that is losing control. Goblins, bugbears, and other goblinoid creatures where killing each other and throwing the losers into the fire. Lighting orb and hexed witch bolts killed one bugbear. A hail of ice hit a group of goblins that are in turn cut down in melee along with the last bugbear. A goblin died from swallowing its tongue after gasping from the insults hurled by Tristan. The source of this apparent poison plague was originating from this goblinoid camp.

Ansu
After returning from our previous task and a few days rest and a hour spent calling Apophis to my side i geared up along side Tristan the bard, Mordin and Osanas once again and Lordran the paladin to set out and solve the question of disease or corruption tainting the animals of the wilds. A short time spent asking around town to surmise a direction best suited for our needs we headed across the previously felled tree and turned our eyes eastward. Our travel was interrupted by a ancient tree that spoke to us telling of bloodshed cursed lands, and of withering under the quickly changing area i took this to mean those who had needlessly shed blood cursed the land which we later learned was not true and it was cannibalisms that had caused the upset Lordran after failing to look innocent received a glare and was easily swayed by it to heal the tree not before this tree gave Tristan its children which we promised we'd spread to preserve it's legacy as we ventured onward the day became dusk and erroring on the side of caution not wanting to attempt a starting a fire in the dark of a new area with new threats we set camp with what little light was left early in the night a large creature was heard though not quite seen as it moved one before sunrise. Venturing forth the party heard sounds indicative of a struggle deciding to scout ahead I handed Apophis to Tristan who i trusted most due to her gently care when having a discussion with the tree. Venturing forth i spotted birds that seemed like chickens though they were crazed and had chased a woman up a tree, by the looks of her "armor" she had no business being out in the wilderness deciding the party would both like to help out and provide assistance if things went wrong i sat behind the tree i was using as cover to swap my sense to those of Apophis and attempted to communicate to them the need to reconvene thankfully they caught on and soon linked up with me the fight was fairly one sided though my magic did spike Mordin

He seemed to shrug it off and not care, the birds quickly dispatched we talked to this woman who identified herself as clover. Tristan liked what she saw and flirted with her offering her the sole flower from her hat, deciding to repay the favor of keeping Apophis safe i offered clover a spare dagger so she may make it to town alive continuing forward to a suitable camp location and a quiet night they woke to break camp and move forward into the wilds which resulted in Lordran quickly losing his way but seemingly for the better. A giant wasp was spotted and preparing for a fight the party ambushed it though it succumbed to it's wounds after two swings. Locating it's nest and thanks to earth magic it seems that was the last one we butchered it for it's meat and venom moving onward once more the party with the help of the sun dimming saw firelight and creeped up to it watching goblins slaughter each other and other creatures a raging fire burning and spreading quickly deciding to ambush the fight most went down due to the ambush one bugbear and four goblins remained two of which i had hurt with ice magic they fell quickly though not before the bugbear tagged Osanas

(the writing shifts from common to a different language). A healthy goblin tackled the last sickly one who met it's end quickly talking with him we were informed it was a type of drug doing this and there was a cave full of the stuff the location of which i will not put to paper due to prying eyes and sticky hands that are better off not knowing the drugs i suspect have been corrupted or tampered with the side effects are ghastly we returned along the way finding a second goblin that Mordin after learning he was decent at brewing beer offered to go into a businesses venture with we reported back to Dovrhal and letting him know we found the source of the problem but need to restoke before venturing back out to rectify it