After the mantidrake attack, the party (Ethelfrith, Gidget, Ginger, Largus, Legertha, and Sparkle) successfully snuck through the mountains and made it to the little hamlet of Piren’s Bluff in 5 days. After buying a few things they got a room in the only inn. They took the mysterious teleportation potions and lay down to sleep. Just before they dozed off, Sparkle asks if anyone else noticed that the “Use by” date printed on the package of potions had long passed.
The group was rudely awakened 8 hours later by immersion into a cold river. The teleportation effect was way off that much was certain. Everyone was in a river struggling not to drown or loose their gear. There are also numerous sawed logs traveling downriver with the group. Everyone managed to save their gear and get to a log. Ginger rose out of the water and helped salvage Sparkle’s wet formula book. Then everyone made it to the southern bank and began to dry off and go through their morning routine. Due to the proximity of Droskar’s Crag they determined this must be the River Foam which would eventually take them to Almas and the Inner Sea.
They hiked downriver about 10 hours through the old clear cut along the river. As they closed in on the town ahead 4 clouds coalesced around them and grew fangs and claws while babbling. Everyone except Gidget was fascinated and stood slack jawed until the allips attacked them. The fight was short and the undead defeated with only Sparkle’s mind slightly worse off.
At the ferry to take them back across the river there was an incident. Gidget shot the ferry toll collector with her crossbow when he told her that “women should be seen and not heard”. He sprawled out with two crossbow bolts in him, half the party split, and people in the caravan took cover. Ginger ended up fixing the mess when she floated over and healed the unconscious man and bribed him 100 gp to say it was just an illusionary practical joke. The militia and “regulators” were suspicious but ultimately the party members that remained were allowed to cross the river. Ethel had taken off and disappeared. Largus and Gidget hiked away and camped separately.
The party got there bearings in the little town of Falcon’s Hollow and ended up in the tavern where they met another group of adventurers calling themselves the Co-prosperity Society freshly back from rescuing some children and defeating the Kobold King of the Truescale tribe. Ethel returned at this time in a change of clothes and looking young. The party decided to spend the night in the inn and start the journey back to Absalom in the morning.
During the night Largus was woken up by what sounded like wolves fighting over something. Gidget never woke up as the worg bit down on her head killing her instantly. Then the four worgs tore apart her carcass and feasted.
During breakfast someone busted into the inn and declared that one of the lumber camps was under attack by kobolds. The town leaders, Gavel Thuldrin Kreed and Magistrate Vamros Harg, were also inside and Kreed offered to pay 4,000 gp to seek out and destroy whatever was responsible. That sounded like good money so the group got ready to leave. Legertha found Gidget’s scant remains and burned them on a pyre. Largus saw the smoke and joined her before they both reunited with the rest of the people back in town.
Gavel Kreed the Lumber Consortium’s man in town sent Overboss “Pay Day” Teedum and 20 of his regulators along with the five remaining adventurers. Kreed had this to say.
|“We all know I’m a right bastard. I bleed these men and women for all they’ve got, but I pay them square, and there ain’t no chains on their wrists. You think I don’t care about these men? Then you’re a fool. I need them. Sure I may grind them to paste with years of back-breaking work, but whatever’s out there is killing folks. Nobody puts a knife to my men but me. You go out there and get what did this. I’ll not have my men slaughtered like pigs. “Boss Teedum’s going with you to make sure you succeed. I’m not trusting a task like this to outsiders alone. Those men deserve justice that’s for certain, but more importantly, I’m not about to let anything threaten my interests in the Wood. If you fail, get your bowels opened on a blade, or just plain lose the steel in your spine, Pay Day’s there to pick up what you drop and see it through. I’m not laying down for some monsters, stumpy dwarf ghosts, or prancing fey bastards. This Wood is mine, and I’ll keep it. I’ll burn the whole gods-be-damned forest to ash before I let someone take it from me.|
At 9 o’clock Teedum led them to the edge of Darkmoon Wood an hour away and pointed them down the right trail to the camp. At the new lumber camp they were ambushed by kobolds, zombie kobolds, swarms, and triggered numerous traps but they did not have too much difficulty winning the day. The left the cutyard in flames and returned at 12:30 with one rescued lumberjack to Teedum.
Thelgrin the lumberjack had some information to add to what they had already figured out. He recounts the gruesome tragedy of the kobold attack and speaks wild-eyed of a green-scaled menace with a host of venomous insects at his command.He tells the PCs most of the lumberjacks were slaughtered like livestock before a feast, but a few were trussed up and dragged off toward the west by some of “those freakish zombies!” He tells you, “That way lies the Cold Marrow, it will crack your bones and freeze your soul. Not even the bravest lumberjack ventures into that part of the woods.” That seems to match what you saw at the edge of camp. Clumsy tracks complete with drag marks, suggesting bound and struggling captives in tow departing from the western edge of the lumber camp.
Everyone Else: 2383 + 200 (updated because I forgot the 10 zombie kobolds burned in the common room.)