Milon Rhoddam – a woodsman.
Grunk – a half-breed
I’m a lumberjack and I’m okay…
14 Fiann, 3032 PA
Laurel’s instructions are for the party to gather the three missing ingredients for the ‘hoo-joo’ cure in her grandmother’s book. The ingredients are Ironbloom mushrooms, found in dark places with plenty of metal; Rat’s Tail, a specially pickled root sometimes used in heretical folk-magic; and Eldermoss, found only on the oldest tree in a forest.
Spending the night in the Hollow’s rundown inn, the party set off in the morning, with directions to the nearest logging camp. An uneventful few hours traipsing through rolling hills sees the group arrive at a sawdust-choked camp. Raina, displeased with the human industry of felling these ancient trees, sets off on her own and manages to sabotage some of the equipment.
The rest of the group locate a woodsman called Milon Rhoddam, regarded as being the most experienced woodsman in the Vale. His nephew has been affected by the very disease that the party hopes to cure, and Milon is more than happy to provide directions and a map. He warns the group about the unusually aggressive wolves that have been sighted in the forest of late.
Traveling north into the Darkmoon Wood, the party travel into the late afternoon before arriving at the shore of a small lake in the heart of the forest. There, badly injured in a crude iron trap, they find an unusual fox. A strange humanoid, appearing to be some kind of half-breed black-blood, is using the poor creature as bait to ambush bigger game – in this case, the party.
A brief skirmish ensues. The hunter’s pet Razorcrows are dispatched quickly by Keira, Damian, and Dymas, while Raina circles around to engage the half-breed. The strange creature puts up a surprising fight, managing to wound Kiera and hold off Raina, but is overwhelmed by numbers and killed by Sonia as she puts an arrow through its throat.
Damian frees the fennec and has its wounds tended. He attempts to establish a bond to the beast but it is short lived and the fox’s wild nature asserts itself once the magic wears off. Despite the grievous injuries it suffered and doubts that it will survive, Damian decides to take the creature with him rather than leave it to a grisly fate.
The party bed down in the half-breed’s campsite for the night before pressing on to the location Milon marked for the eldest tree.