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Nice work! I will PM you what you know, feel free to share it in the IC thread.

Cendra stands, brushing leaves and twigs from her dress. "The trees. The dead white oak trees." her expression is one of sadness. "To be honest we don't know exactly though I suspect they act as markers for the whatever is happening. Last month new white trees sprouted about a mile from the old...

Yann spends the night entertaining himself immensely, swapping tall tales with anyone and everyone. In the morning the two wielders of the arcane set off on the road north to the high forest. Kesem and Yann travelled for almost two days without incident when, on the horizon, they saw the forest...

Yes, I forgot that. Longsword. :)

All three stories will merge in two days (in-game) time. If the characters have anything in particular they want to do/ask then feel free to post. Otherwise in 24hrs I will get all 6 together and we can go from there.

Ydadoras and Rikka A young elven man, Wyllaneye, approaches the fire; his clothes are travel stained and his red hair dishevelled. “Ydadoras, Rikka.” He squats down by the fire. “Whitebow will be here in two days. He has a sun priest with him and one other and Xartiel has been messaged by his...

Kesem and Yann As Arlen mentions the name of the ruins, Kesem has a faint recollection of reading the name Karse in a tome penned shortly after the fall of the Netherese Empire. It mentioned "..and did the followers of Karsus build Karse, to honor .....". The name Karsus doesn't mean anything...

Bumble and Dorn The old elf motions you to one of the cook fires that had been set up by the elven teamsters. After a slight wave of his hand the teamsters stand and move to another fire, leaving the three of you together. "It has been two years since the night of the blood moon when the white...

Kesem and Yann Arlen shrugs, "I think it was a Netherese outpost called Karth or Karse. I cannot recall the details as it was left to ruins when the shadow people returned to their plane and was abandoned long before the elves settled in that part of the forest." He watches Kesem scribble for...

Kesem and Yann "Well if it mysteries you seek to unravel then you will have your fill in the High Forest. One of the elven scouts, Ydadoras, has ventured in several times and has found sign of foul undead and also the spoor of creatures he has never seen before." he scratches his faces absently...

Kesem and Yann The bard nods as the three of you move off to a table, he motions to the barkeep indicating the table and shortly a serving maid brings out several drinks. "Aye, they are sadly true. My names is Arlen by the way," he takes a long pull of his drink. "I have kin there myself and...

I think it comes from the Forgedanvil char gen.

Dorn and Bumble The wagon spends the day slowly winding its way south. In the early evening Kelonmaz Whitebow calls a halt for the evening to allow cooking fires to be established. Once the wagons are set and the hub of routine established, Kelonmaz Whitebow came over to Bumble and Dorn's...

The slender half-elf smiles in appreciation and Yann can now see he is a fair bit older than he appears. "My heartfelt thanks, friend! Singing can cause a man a powerful thirst." he says with a wink. "How may I be of service?"

Ok guys, the IC thread is up. I have made intro posts for you in pairs at this stage. Feel free to RP as you want over the next few days. I will join you all up in high forest on Tue/Wed to get the whole team together and do the official intro to the campaign.

Kesem Raz and Yannok The duo made a strange looking pair as they staggered into Everlund. One a slight young man and the other a veritable giant wielding a strange wooden weapon. The townsfolk scattered out of their way, clothes were covered in dust, dirt and blood. “Let us find a tavern and...

Dorn and Bumble For most people the docks of Yartar were a chaotic stream of people moving about haphazardly with no purpose, for Dorn it was a sea of opportunity. The Halfling Cleric Bumble was weaving her way through the crowd, her natural nimbleness and small size allowed her to avoid being...

Works for me, no problems at all.

Ydadoras and Rikka Rikka looks at the ghostly tree’s that encircled her former home, after several hours of walking she realised it covered a large area. Beyond the white trunks of the oaks the forest was dark, overgrown and had an air of menace. “What had happened?” she thinks to herself...