Vigwyn the Unruly
First Post
Father Colin speaks again: “Belisha, Hardin, we meant no disrespect to you. Indeed, we are very grateful for what you did for Kyle Tanner—it speaks volumes about you. We were not trying to have fun at your expense. This is merely our religious tradition, and like all religious people, we take joy in seeing the good works of our god. It is a blessing, a gift. Obad-Hai has smiled upon you. Please forgive us if it seemed insensitive. We do hope that you will rest here for the night. I understand that you wish to speak to Le-Aanna, the unfortunate widow, in the morn—I would not have you sleep in the cold in the mean time.
As for the fey in the forest, on our infrequent excursions we have had several run-ins with evil creatures that look like little old men in blood-red caps. They are quite vicious, and wield weapons seemingly too large for them. We also once came across a beautiful maiden wading in a vernal pool. She sang out to us so forlornly that several of the brothers were drawn to join her in the pool. When she got them there, she grabbed them about their necks and tried to pull them down and drown them. She had a preternatural strength, and we would have lost at least two men but for the grace of Obad-Hai.
A wendigo is known to haunt the area as well. In fact, I fear it may have been chasing Kyle Tanner. His eardrums have been punctured. I can only guess that he grew unable to deal with the maddening whispers a wendigo produces, and inflicted the wounds himself.
Of even greater concern to us, however, are the undead that now wander the Timberway Forest. We have witnessed walking skeletons, shadows that move on their own accord, and even wights. These things, our religious training has taught us to deal with. But we have seen even stranger creatures as well: giant skeletal beasts with bony claws that extend and retract great lengths in an instant, bizarre hairless things that drink bones, and even poltergeists.”
As for the fey in the forest, on our infrequent excursions we have had several run-ins with evil creatures that look like little old men in blood-red caps. They are quite vicious, and wield weapons seemingly too large for them. We also once came across a beautiful maiden wading in a vernal pool. She sang out to us so forlornly that several of the brothers were drawn to join her in the pool. When she got them there, she grabbed them about their necks and tried to pull them down and drown them. She had a preternatural strength, and we would have lost at least two men but for the grace of Obad-Hai.
A wendigo is known to haunt the area as well. In fact, I fear it may have been chasing Kyle Tanner. His eardrums have been punctured. I can only guess that he grew unable to deal with the maddening whispers a wendigo produces, and inflicted the wounds himself.
Of even greater concern to us, however, are the undead that now wander the Timberway Forest. We have witnessed walking skeletons, shadows that move on their own accord, and even wights. These things, our religious training has taught us to deal with. But we have seen even stranger creatures as well: giant skeletal beasts with bony claws that extend and retract great lengths in an instant, bizarre hairless things that drink bones, and even poltergeists.”
