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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Joshua Randall" data-source="post: 9615046" data-attributes="member: 7737">157A swamp that’s considered dangerous by our archmage dad must therefore be the safest route into Saven. So saying, we “head into the forest.”Even the ancient oaks on the western boundary of Wealwood seem to recognize the ominous quality of the adjacent marsh, which is shrouded in yellow clouds of stinking sulfuric fog. Their giant boughs on the marsh side are all stunted and barren, as if a curse has been laid upon all life.Rufyl mentally comments that he told us this was an evil place. We reply that the branches were killed by sulfur, not by some abstract evil. Dalris chimes in that the dead trees are a good sign because it means there’s not enough vegetation to feed any purported giant monsters.Or “it could also mean that only meat-eaters can survive there,” we mutter. Dalris raises her eyebrows “as she steps into the fog of the most forbidden region of druidic folklore.”We think to ourselves that despite how confident Dalris sounded, her hand was on the hilt of her sword. Rufyl mentally replies that “perhaps” her caution is wise, and we ruminate on how egocentric psuedodragons can be: “Any time a human within his telepathic range of several dozen feet thinks something, Rufyl automatically believes it’s a communication meant for his mind alone.””No, Master,” Rufyl’s thought corrects [us]. “I was trying to warn you of the dangers I sense right now!”Dalris also receives this warning and stops in her tracks. We all stare into the “bleak, grassless fen”, straining to hear anything, but all is quiet.Rufyl thinks that somewhere up ahead is a “great intelligence” that already knows about us and is planning to stop us. The psuedodragon thinks it would be wise to prepare for an attack or better yet, to leave.Dalris tightens her grip on her sword and whispers that we should get a spell ready because she saw “something big” moving in the swirling fog.We hope the spells we’ve prepared will be powerful enough but in case they’re not, we “feel for the reassuring bulge” [oh dear] “of the traveling spellbook.”(27) to use a spell we’ve memorized,(61) to use a greater spell from the traveling spellbook, or(96) “if you decide there’s no real point in wasting a spell”.</blockquote>

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