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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Jeremy E Grenemyer" data-source="post: 6898334" data-attributes="member: 12388">#61: Only a few true birds remain. You have not seen an animal for days. The humans? Well, you're still human. There may be others in the outlying villages on the border of the woodland. The rest have all been consumed...and replaced. You discovered the Legion Tree in the heart of the forest. The trail of your beloved led right to it. He entered the tree through a gap between two roots as big as a barn door. Later, he emerged and waited. Then he emerged again, and again, and again; they all wore the face of your loved one, and you wondered if he was ever truly yours. The yelling and screaming broke your reverie. They moved towards a fresh victim--a ranger, by the looks of her--and with her captors they pushed her to the ground where tree roots like tentacles overtook her and dragged her into the earth. You have seen two women with her likeness emerge from acorns the size of wagons that cracked open after falling to the earth from somewhere high up in the Tree. You have resolved to find adventuring companions that are flesh and blood creatures--when they bleed you will look to see red blood and not yellow sap oozing from their wounds. When the time is right you will reveal your secret. Then will come the time to march into the forest and chop the Legion Tree down once and for all.#62: You know the Huntsmen have been a part of the Forest Kingdom for as long as anyone can remember. Before the lands of Cormyr, Orva and Esparin were joined under one banner and the strife in the Wolf Woods was ended, Huntsmen served the rulers of all three rival lands ably. You have seen the men and women in leather armor, each accompanied by a faithful hound or wolf, as they returned from a hunt for criminals and outlaws, and they never failed to catch their prey. During your hermitage you stayed still as a rock whenever you thought a huntsman was nearby--you were no criminal, but you'd angered enough people back home to be banished to the deep heart of the wood, and better safe than sorry. When you saw several huntsmen and their hounds moving through the woods with a captive bound not by ropes, but by chains, your curiosity was piqued. That night, under the full moon, you saw their captive freed in a glade. You didn't expect her to transform into a werewolf, nor did you expect priests of the moon goddess Selûne to be present. The roar of the werewolf was answered by the priests, who let forth a great howl made louder by the Huntsmen and their hounds, and as the howl died away the werewolf fell apart, becoming woman and wolf under the light of the moon. You learned the secret of the Huntsmen that night, and count yourself lucky to have departed before anyone noticed you.</blockquote>

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