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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Wilphe" data-source="post: 3384626" data-attributes="member: 8221">The rain stops with little warning. While ordinarily a forest after rain is a glorious life affirming place to be, this time, it isn't. Quite apart the unerving experience you have just had it the colours of the forest seem less vibrant, almost washed out like wet paint. However nothing more sinister happens as you push onwards towards your rendezvous with the druids at the stone circle*.    It is dusk by the time you get there, the place is deserted but that is hardly suprising to Ivellious as the druid community in the Cloakwood numbers less than a dozen, and many of them will be involved in shepherding animals out of the affected areas of the wood. In any case you don't really become a druid to hang around in one place with other people. There is however plenty of dead wood collected for fires and a store of various dried foods such as meat and berries availible to those who want it so you should be able to pass a comfortable night.      Time to plan. Neither of you have any soild knowledge as to what lies to the north and west beyond the fact that you will hit the coast after a days travel and that there are no legends of any lost civilisations, temples, dragons, dungeons or anything else in the area.** The north and East has lots of arachnids and an abandoned, and possibly flooded, dwarven iron mine. So far as you know the mists come from the west, and that is certainly where the rain came from today.OOC:* Well I presume that is where you are going?** Which almost makes it unique so far as Faerun goes.</blockquote>

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