A slight gap as I had to miss a session. We pick up as the PCs are heading, as so often happens in RPG towns, into the sewers.
Towns are very unhygienic. Why would you build special tunnels just for poo?
We met some Blood Druids, hiding behind an illusionary wall. There was nearly a fight, but they wanted to talk, so I let the fairy I summoned go without causing any dance parties, and we had a conversation instead. They said the leaders of the Blood Druids had gone insane. Not in a cannibalism type of way, but they were so desperate for a new king they were trying to put everyone through the ritual to determine whether someone was fit to be king. Since that involved nailing people to trees, they'd decided they'd rather leave.
Yes, quite understandable. And the time I've spent studying the common language has paid off. I can mostly understand the cloth wearers when they talk now.
The Blood Druids we'd just met had been hired to smash the library windows and then set fire to it. So we hired them not to, and then we all went to see the enchantress again.
Something strange had happened at her house. It was all black inside. The guard was very confused. Something wasn't working. I asked Mittens to fly up and have a look through the windows, but she said it was all black in there too.
Some of the others went inside, and found themselves in a huge featureless black space. I stayed outside with Tonk. After a while the blackness disappeared, along with our friends, and the enchantress showed up. It was all very confusing, but she did bring them back again.
The others explained what we knew, and then we headed back out of the city, with the newly renamed Blood Bears in tow, because Tonk had had a dream about where she came from and wanted to talk to the elf in the dream. We met him at the meeting place and learned that her dream had been true. She had come from the Isle of Dreams on a boat. Most of the gnomes had died, but someone had carried her through the snow until he died too. And then the elf had found her.
It is good to know where you came from. I feel more at peace since meeting my mother, even in all this confusion. And we have had a lot of strange dreams recently. I dreamed about a hobgoblin giving a very inspirational speech, and so did the others, except for Aunold. He had a dream about hobgoblins gassing us all, so we made some masks to keep ourselves safe.
We went to the big meeting place. Everyone was there - all the tribes, and the hobgoblins. We showed the other Winter Bears and the people we knew in the other tribes how to make the masks. Somehow Taint ended up offering to be nailed to a tree. It was either that or get pushed off a mountain, I think. His dreams have also been very strange.
The hobgoblins told us their plan, which was to make the wendigo ascend to godhood, so that it would be the gods' problem instead of ours and we could go back to warring with each other again. We weren't completely convinced by that one.
Then a lesser wendigo arrived, and the clouds of green gas appeared, so we went and fought some trolls. Trolls burn very easily. Even my little sprite managed to hurt one. He was very brave. The lesser wendigo is waiting. I will be brave too.
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