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When the silver coin disappeared you noticed a Warding Tree ninety feet away move back about six inches. Bumble staggers as she crosses the border created by the Warding Trees, for a moment she thought her connection to her god had been severed! But as her racing heart slowed she found that it...

My appologies, I missed that. The silver coin in Dorn's hand starts to warm up and becomes soft, almost like putty, in his hand. It flows over and in between his fingers and is absorbed by the tree. As the coin is fully absorbed, he sees a fleeting image in his mind of something large and red...

Rikka stepped past the white Warding Tree into the twisted forest beyond. The air felt hot and dry despite the overgrown surroundings there was very little in the way of humidity. Shadows clung to trees and bushes like dark cloaks and it felt as if something lurked in those shadows, it certainly...

Ursus followed along, his flame brand in hand but not shedding any light. "Did you want me to go via the bridge to draw out any foes? Or are we all going to walk on water?" The later seemed impossible but he had seem his own Shaman do many wonderous things and magic users as a general rule were...

Kesem releases the cantrip and watches as it moves up to the branch to break it, as it touches the tree it disappears and Kesem feels his connection with the spell disappear. However, when Yann mentioned the term Warding Tree, he remembered that the spell (and a spell it was) could only be cast...

When tapped by Yann's club, the sound is a solid sounding "whack" as any he had heard before. Ripping a small branch proves easy and everyone starts as the broken limb shatters into a multitude of bright motes and surges towards the tree to reform. Something about the way the tree reformed...

It is a clear cool morning when Ydadoras and Dorn lead out the group heading in a southerly direction. The two scouts set a brisk pace initially but after five hours of travel, a halt is called. The elf explains that you are a few hours from the edge of the dire wood and that more caution will...

Whitebow nods his head and gives the big man a look of approval. " Good question, there are no walls, we like to be close to nature but there is a large communal cellar at the centre of the village. Ydadoras knows where it is, and it should be easy to defend and could house all of you quite...

Quite thick and overgrown, travel will be slow and cover aplenty. There are areas where it does open up a fair bit.

Ursus smiles at the others as they glower over the light from his sword. "I am aware that you races that can see in the dark will be annoyed by the light, but for those of us that cannot it is a necessity. Without light I will be stumbling around, bouncing off walls and making lots of noise...

Hey guys, I am back home now from holidays and we will be moving the IC thread along. I would like for you to organise a marching order for travelling through the forest and what measures you are taking (stealth etc) and I will update the IC thread. hope you all had a great holiday.

Ursus looks up from the stone floor, "This floor has been worked, someone has shaped it and recently."

Ursus drew his longsword and extended it in front of himself. "Infernus!" he growls and the blade bursts into flame, the light illuminating a forty foot area around him. He was tired and in no mood to play shadow games. "Stay put for a moment, I want to have a look around first." Dropping to...

Cendra colours slightly under Dorn's gaze and you all realise just how young she is. Whitebow coughs to clear his throat and perhaps hide a smile. "We have had no contact with the centaurs for two years, we sent an expedition to establish communication with them but they never returned."...

Cendra spreads her hands helplessly. "There was a legend the humans who lived here before us had, the first Wood Elves that settle here wrote down the history of that people. They died out over a thousand years ago. The tale involved a red giant of stone who challenged the gods. His victory...

Cendra shudders visibly at the through. "No, if such a calamity had befallen us we arcanists would be the first to know as the magical weave from which we draw power would collapse. I believe when Mystyl sacrificed herself, the weave did collapse and Mystra was born and took over the duties and...

The gods of D&D would sure not be THAT cruel! :P

I certainly do no feel that my character is optimised so join in the fun I say! :)

I'll add this in for Ydadoras. Ydadoras draws the map, he notes hills to the east and west of the ruins at the centre of the map. He also adds in two rivers and shows where the old elven encampment was and outlines a large area to the east that was the Centaurs domain.