The Story So far…
It is mid-spring on the 21st day of Tarsakh (April) and the forest around Wolfdun is quieter than most springs. The wall guard of elves and half-elves are particularly alert this morning as they scan the hills of the crags for anything out of place.
At the witching hour of the night, a scout reported that three new bodies were found the day before at the Blackened Ruins north of Wolfdun, along with a stranger in a dark hooded cloak that arrived overnight to set up a camp nearby. Never before had three bodies appeared near the blood-soaked sealed stone doors while the runes glowed with hideous green fire, giving off poisonous vapers that made the scout sick.
Willow Omawynn the Warg Druid and Mavilis Rall, Chief of the Council of the Wolfdun have been in private and magically sealed meetings with the Wolfdun Tree City since before dawn.
A gray-red skinned humanoid with black hair the color of the starless night and cold clear ice blue eyes arrived escorted by armed scouts from the forest tail after the sun rose. Nemo, as he claimed his name was, sits by one of the morning fires eating some breakfast sausages.
Two others, Nipsy Dinwiddie and Aric sit quietly together, whispering about the new visitor to the village across from the gates…..