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As your group departs in the early morning, armed with the researchers’ best wishes and instructions on how to find Riddywipple’s log, Cirri leads the way and you have no difficulty to locate your goals along the way. The directions are fairly simple, leading them to clear landmarks throughout the forest. You manage to locate the log, which is distinguished by a series of distinctive carvings that adorn the trees for twenty yards in every direction.
Although you see no one, you do hear a squeaky voice coming from up ahead, "Riddywhipple is the one you seek then? Find him first you must! Cleverer have tried. Most succeed! hihihihi!"
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Valjoen spins to face the voice in the forest. "And who might you be? Show yourself!". A brisk, cold wind whips up around the viking. His hair dances in the breeze and a crackle of ice seems to form in his right hand which he has raised in a threatening manner.
"I dunna like these fey things..."he whispers to his fellow Pathfinders.
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As Valjoen does his little prestidigitation trick, you hear the same voice from before and a clapping sound. "OOOOOH! Bravooooo!" But you all have trouble to locate the origin of the voice. Unable to spot your target, you listen carefully. The voice appears to be coming from two old fallen crossed logs to the north, next to a ravine. "Oh come on, I am not that small. Surely you can find me if you tried a little harder!"
As you begin to search, Leepo steps on some branches a little softer and... falls! She fell into a pit 30 ft deep!
At the same time, a small butterfly winged dragon barely over two feet in length appears on the legs and is litteraly rolling on the floor laughing. "Bwahahaha! I knew you would fall in this! Hahaha if you'd see your face!"
The dragon doesn't seem threatening, he just roll on the floor and laughs his lungs out.
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"Eeep! Leepo!" Cirri pulls out some rope and drops it in the pit to help her climb back out. She pulls out her wand of Cure Light Wounds. "I can't use these wands very well, but maybe you can..."
Once she's out and healed, Cirri turns to the tiny dragon. "Um, hi." She tries to figure out what it is.
"So...do you know where Riddywhipple is? We're trying to fight the undead incursion in this forest. Not many more people will play with you if we don't defeat them, and Riddywhipple may be able to help."
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Watching the bruises disappear from Leepo and hearing Ulgrok grunt, Cirri passes her wand to the Half-Orc.
"No wonder Ignizi Dinnelletter was so evasive on describing you. Well, I'm Cirri. Pleased to meet ya. We heard that you know this forest very well. Could you help us figure out where the undead are coming from?"
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Wait, you're laughing after having one of us step into a deep pit that could have killed someone? What kind of sick joke is that? The fighter is clearly not amused by the game this dragon or gnome or whatever it is plays. And who cares about turnips! A real danger lurks in this forest in the form of an undead horde. We're here to stop it and rescue someone that has been captured by this horde and is in real danger. Now, if you would be so kind, we need to help this person, and now.
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"Oh! A real danger, you say? Well, now that you mention it, in the night last night, I flew over to my friendly pixie friend Pollinia, a trixie youngster who lit out with me for a bit of a fly-around, where we chatted about all the happy happenings in the forest as well as some untidy tidings. As it turns out, the carved cave near my pegasi friendlies has a new body that everybody agrees is disagreeable. The old cold cavern used to be used by humans long before long ago, but it’s been empty as a log since then.
“Now it seems an unseemly creature has wandered in from the bit of bog near Wartle and taken to torturing and terrifying the forest. The monster’s name is Marigana, and trappers chased her from her Wartle morass after she kidnapped some napping kids from the town and turned them into deadly undead. Now she’s taken up taking over Sanos, and wants to spread her terrible territory. We can make a joint journey to see the poisonous new occupant, but it will be doubtlessly undeadly. Do you have any questions?”
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"Oh, yes, I show you the way and I come so I can help you be helpful! We need to head north, into the old forest for friends. All their life, I have known the most pleasant and pleasing pegasi. Most fey don't know what to do. Help or not help. We are old, and it takes centuries to make up the minds of the many. Varied vigorous vague vexatious arguing about nothing at all."
Riddywhipple answers any questions you may have as you venture north and describes how he heard Marigana looks like, so long as he has a modicum of knowledge on the topic. As your party is approaching the home of his longtime friends, pegasi who might be able to offer assistance in defeating the undead, the faerie dragon guides you over and around several dangerous areas, pointing out traps and pitfalls along the way in case you have to find your way back alone. An overgrown road appears for you to follow until, at last, you reach a muddy, reedy lake surrounded by underbrush and large stones. As the party journey's north, Riddywhipple flits back and forth between party members, eventually settling on Darvik's shoulder for the majority of the journey.
As the you approach, you see the silhouette of a statuesque pegasus grazing in the glade. However, as the you grow closer, you notice that the pegasus iscovered in deep wounds and dried blood, and that his graze not upon grass, but upon the carcass of a fallen creature.
"... and that's when I met Pegasi and we decided to become besties. He's a very kinldly pegasus, you know and.... Oh noooooooooo! Not Pegasiiiiiiiiii! My bestiiiiiiiiiiiiiie!" Riddywhipple looks shocked and falls on the ground rolling, weeping loudly and profusely on the floor from his little dragon fairy's eyes.
As the others are overwelmed by the vision of Riddywhipple and his now zombie friend Pegasi, your dragon senses makes you notice something lurking into the water.
Leepo+Scritch, Ulgrok, Kel, Valjoen, Darvik
Pegasiiiiii!
Cirri
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"We are old, and it takes centuries to make up the minds of the many. Varied vigorous vague vexatious arguing about nothing at all."
As the party journey's north, Riddywhipple flits back and forth between party members, eventually settling on Darvik's shoulder for the majority of the journey.
Cirri frowns when Riddywhipple lands on Darvik's shoulder. Man, I wish I had a cool familiar...
"... and that's when I met Pegasi and we decided to become besties. He's a very kinldly pegasus, you know and.... Oh noooooooooo! Not Pegasiiiiiiiiii! My bestiiiiiiiiiiiiiie!" Riddywhipple looks shocked and falls on the ground rolling, weeping loudly and profusely on the floor from his little dragon fairy's eyes.
"Pegasi. They're like horses but with wings. Like unicorns except less stuffy. Like Zombies but...oh. We'll let him rest, Riddy."
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"I am truly sorry, my little winged friend, but the pegasi's undead form must be put down."
Valjoen points to the river as he moves toward the pegasi, "Be alert... something sulks just below the surface of the water!" the viking rushes forward as his left hands turns an icy blue and magical energies crackle about it. Mustering all his might, Valjoen hurls the icy ball at the undead creature.
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As the party forges forward to find the faerie's fey forest friends, Darvik thinks to himself, This buggar better not do anything on my shoulder it'll regret or I'll fry him up like a goose.
Upon seeing the now undead creature, Darvik sighs. You might want to step off unless you want to follow me into battle.
Darvik moves toward the undead. Another creature, Val? Handle it, I'll take care of this fella.
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Pegasi closes with Kel but doesn't do anything else, due to his slow movements. Suddenly, though, Darvik begins to head towards the lake with haste and begins to walk in the lake, water over his waist.
There is a very beautiful woman in mortal danger in the lake, drowning. Or at least you think so. You HAVE to go there and help her!
Cirri, Leepo+Scritch, Ulgrok, Kel, Valjoen, Darvik
Pegasiiiiii!
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Ulgrok channels positive energy to harm the undead pegasi while Kel tries to tumble around, not good enough though, to strike mightily the pegasi. The pegasi's blow doesn't bother the swashninja, though. After these assault, the pegasi falls to the ground, deader than dead.
Meanwhile, Darvik continues to swim towards what he thinks is beautiful woman but appears as a disgusting water fey to the others.
Cirri, Leepo+Scritch, Ulgrok, Kel, Valjoen, Darvik
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Cirri finally finds the right page in her spellbook. "Form of...Aquatic Elf! I'll be there soon, Darvik!"
Cirri makes an arcane motion and gills emerge from her neck, her ears get pointy and see thins out a little. With her newfound aquatic grace, Cirri swims out and draws her wand of Shield.
"Wait, what is that thing? What are its special abilities?"