Still six days from their destination of Elcott our party discovers a remnant of the elves’ dark past, hidden deep in the Weald. After learning about the larger inhabitants of the forest they come to the banks of the Calénduín, and from there discover a wickedly dark plot currently in progress.
Hoping to reach Elcott by the fastest overland route possible, our party has ventured into the Weald, the territory controlled by Aeramis’ elven population. Despite the elves the sylvan forest is large and full of dangers, and our heroes soon find that even with a ranger and a druid, this will not be a leisurely stroll through the woods.
Tree?! You are no tree! You are a treant!