October 24th (LAMASHAN) 4710 AR
Towards the end of the month the ruling council is sent word that a diplomatic incident is occurring to the west, where, in unclaimed woods, loggers who claim to hail from Solace are in conflict with some form of nixie over the ownership of a section of forest. While heading out to deal with this, the party is approached by Reeves, who announces that he’s been informed by some of the guard that to the east are reports that a great white wolf and what laymen suspect to be worgs are causing destruction. Unwilling to divide their already limited party of three, Reeves is instead instructed to take a group of the guard and go deal with the wolf threat personally, while diplomacy is handled by the ruling council. Everyone gears up and rides on out, ensuring that neither threat is left untouched.
Riding hard most of the day, Finch, Mason, and Sarthaal discover, with some exploration, the location of the point of contention. The loggers are lead by a brutish man named Corax who does not like being given shit by the nixie, Melianse, who has been using her magic to trick and elude the loggers while preventing them from commencing their operation in earnest. A few valuable coachwood trees have been cut, and in response three of the loggers appear to be charmed- standing at attention with their axes at the edge of the nixie’s watery pool. She peers from the water, nose-high.
Corax believes them to be here to slay the nixie, but Sarthaal belays that command and says they’re here for diplomacy. Grumbling, Corax allows it, but is displeased that his claims of ’they’re trees here for the takin’" and ‘I thought this was a community run by civilized folks, not tricksy fae in the woods" are not paid as much heed as Melianse the nixie’s tale of her home being invaded without so much as a consultation, and suggests they simply go exploring to find more coachwood- though he tries to remember, Mason is more earth concious as a druid rather than in tune with plant life, and is no help recalling where coachwood might be located in the north.
Corax is about ready to riot after being told to buzz off, but between the party’s obvious prowess, baron-like authority, and Melianse’s charm tactics, he decides a fight isn’t worth it and grumbles while the loggers pull up camp and prepare to head north to find a better source of coachwood.
Melianse is pretty annoyed with the trees of hers having been chopped down, but bears no ill will towards the diplomatic group. She asks that they simply replace the trees, and that a dryad to the west that she knows of may have a few magical talismans that could help put right the damage done to her domain. Sarthaal agrees that this is the right thing to do, and that it is best that they continue doing some exploring in their southern realms.
October 25th (LAMASHAN) 4710 AR
As promised, they find a dryad’s grove- and a very sad dryad, crying to herself on the edge of a watery pool (presumably not entirely created by her tears). Approaching in a non-threatening manner, Finch asks the dryad what is wrong. The dryad, Tiressia, is distraught over a menace that has been threatening the woodlands… and specifically, her bonded tree. According to her, a fearsome abomination of plant life known as a scythe tree has been feeding in their vicinity, roving north from it’s home somewhere in the darker woods to the south. She fought it and was unable to defeat it’s sharp, flailing limbs, and requests that the party, if they could be ever so kind, battle it on her behalf. By way of trade, she agrees to the request that she provide them with her magical tree growing tokens to help Melianse- a name she recognizes, and has had agreeable relations with in the past.
Playing a little unprompted tune on his mandolin, Sarthaal is surprised as pan pipe music emerges from the bushes, followed by a satyr- Tiressia’s companion, Falchos.
Without waiting to see how many other creatures might be hiding in Tiressia’s grove, they set out to confront an evil tree.
October 26th (LAMASHAN) 4710 AR
In a dark glen they locate the tree- or rather, it locates them! Hiding ever so well amongst other flora, it launches out to slash it’s whipping branches, and the group- particularly Finch- really feels that having someone better armored than they around would be a real help right now. Or loggers, come to think of it. Nevertheless, they wear it down, especially as Sarthaal’s scorching rays cause it’s bark to blister and burst. Falling dead, the party breathes a sigh of relief, loots it’s environs, and heads back to Tiressia, who is so delighted on the quick turnaround on their promise that she doesn’t just give them the tree tokens they asked for, but some additional wand and potion aid besides. Flirtily, she winks and adds that she’ll keep a good eye out for any trouble in the future, and that she’d know just who to call if she gets in a tight spot.
October 27th (LAMASHAN) 4710 AR
Melianse is also pleased, as the tokens are used and her replacement coachwood trees spring to full bloom. Much like Tiressia, the nixie promises to keep an eye along her riverbanks for signs of trouble- particularly loggers. Some fae might be bad, but others are helping improve the security of the barony, and everyone considers it a win for diplomacy.
On the way home, they discover a party of gnomes who are in trouble- their carriage is stuck in the muck of the river, apparently having gotten stuck while crossing. Their leader is cursing and directing them, but it seems like the small gnomes may simply be too weak without their ponies to help pull- who are also stuck. Hitching their mounts to the carriage solves the problem- additional heave-ho dragging the whole shebang out of harm’s way. The gnomes are very happy to share their evening campfire with the tall folk- except for Finch, who gets the same welcome, but is treated more as brethren by virtue of height.
Their leader is a gnome by the name of Jubilost Narthropple, and his caravan was run into the river after getting spooked by a bunch of kobolds. “Filthy redscales!” he says; “Not the Sootscales…” the party hears. He is on an expedition to find some dwarven ruins, he subtly reveals, and to this effect has been scouting the southern regions of the Greenbelt for it. Sarthaal asks what they’ve found so far, but they are unwilling to share the information freely- they worked hard for that mapped information, after all. Finch tries to sneak into the carriage in broad daylight, with little success. Payment is required, and the haggling involves not only Sarthaal’s personal stores, but also a bit of price cutting by way of Finch giving the man a healthy flash. The old gnome considers this kind of treatment one way to avoid the Bleaching, and agrees. Finch, though protesting that it wasn’t her idea, goes along with the plan, and they receive information on a few areas to the south and east of Redemption.
With all that silliness settled, they rest one more night before getting back to Redemption.
October 28th (LAMASHAN) 4710 AR
When they get back home, Reeves reports that they dealt with the worgs, but that the alpha was definitely a winter wolf and that he retreated before he lost all of his men. The threat has been cut down, as has some of his posse, and Reeves, though injured, claims he’ll be fine.
At which point, they get reports about two gruesome murders on the outskirts of Redemption while they were gone….
2800xp each (Sarthaal, Finch, Mason)
Gnomish Map info
2x Potion of Cure Mod. Wounds
1x Scroll of Summon Nature’s Ally 2
6x Feather Tokens (Tree). Five were given to Melianse.
1X Wand of Cure Light Wounds (8 charges).
3x Pieces of golden amber
A robe of vermin
12gp worth of change