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"Captain Alastair, defend the monks and may the Drunken God see us through this foolishness. We'll not dishonor our Lord this day!"
In response to her words Alastair raises his holy symbol and blesses all those near him. Calling on the welcomed aid of the Drunken god as the world spins out of control around them.
Seraph was beside herself with what was happening, not only was the Dragonscale troops acting completely odd but now the Restov troops were charging them. Despite the world tumbling into complete and utter madness the Silver dragonflight troops held firm and their new commander's resolve was unburdened by the thought of crushing anyone who threatened the monks surrounding the cart. She gives a warning shout but as they continue forward she lowers her lance and charges in response.
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She was attempting not to kill the man and expertly guided Swift around his sloppy counterattack. As her lance came in she aimed for the chainmail links in his armor and, catching them, used them to twist the man savagely around as she rode past. This action would twist his muscles and leave him battered but otherwise unharmed save for a massive bruise that would form later. Her charge carries her well past the overly armored man and gives her the room to turn around and charge again hopefully in the next few moments.
The next strike though would bring him down and she...
The Silver Dragonflight moves quickly and efficiently to protect the monks and the cart.
After she knows out one Restov soldier the other soldiers start to move to allow her to pass, fearing his lance and Swift's size, and preferring to attack smaller targets. But a couple of them seems to be reading their Halberds to counter another charge from her.
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Tatiana steps away from the Restov trooper and sighs in disappointment. She quickly prays to her divine patron Desna finishing aloud, "Leyfðu mér að fljúga!" Her full plate armor immediately becomes less than weightless allowing her to push away from the ground. Looking at the Four Swords, she commands,
She then shouts at the Restov troops, As an after-thought, she draws her crossbow.
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She doesn't pull her hit this time, the man's fall upon her companion enrages Xi'Tir and his scream is heightened by the fall of her heavy blade. She cleaves the man with Silver fang, spilling his blood but leaving him otherwise alive and unconscious as she kicks him out of the way to check on Chi...
Seeing Chi is fine she kicks his unconscious form hard with her boot. "Filth! Ya no touch Chi! Ya lucky Seraph want ya alive. Stupid! Filthy! Mon! " Her final words are followed by three more kicks to the Restovian man's unconscious form.
Mulray laughs and urges Gus and Sheba forward. He calls over his shoulder for his co-pilot."To arms little man!"
Mulray leans in as the closest of Restov's finest comes nearer. "bracket.." They trample the soldier in the way of Mulray's uncharacteristically wide turn, and head toward his family's caravan.
Seraph yelled at Xi, who apparently was furiously kicking a bleeding unconscious man, quite savagely in fact. So Savagely that Seraph was afraid she'd stomp him to death. Seeing the men ready for her she hunkers down and readies her lance. "You force my hand by not standing down and by Cayden you'll not harm the monks..."
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Seeing Chi is fine she kicks his unconscious form hard with her boot. "Filth! Ya no touch Chi! Ya lucky Seraph want ya alive. Stupid! Filthy! Mon! " Her final words are followed by three more kicks to the Restovian man's unconscious form.
Chi is ok, and licks Xi'Tir hand as he stands on it's four legs.
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Mulray laughs and urges Gus and Sheba forward. He calls over his shoulder for his co-pilot."To arms little man!"
Mulray leans in as the closest of Restov's finest comes nearer. "bracket.." They trample the soldier in the way of Mulray's uncharacteristically wide turn, and head toward his family's caravan.
He manages to push several soldiers out of the way...
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Seraph yelled at Xi, who apparently was furiously kicking a bleeding unconscious man, quite savagely in fact. So Savagely that Seraph was afraid she'd stomp him to death. Seeing the men ready for her she hunkers down and readies her lance. "You force my hand by not standing down and by Cayden you'll not harm the monks..."
Some Restov soldiers seem quite taken aback about the big mounted redhead saying she doesn't want to hurt them...
Deciding it was time to trim the enemy some, Halcorg reaches back and swings his massive hammer while simultaneously slicing with his bladed klar.
We no want you dead. But will if must.
Attack:
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The big Shaonti's earthbreaker lands with a sickening thud leaving the soldier standing, but barely. The ranger then shouts:
Daliedhur keeps Leaf and the Ravens steady as the riders approach, her voice unusually commanding - "Hooooold!" - she shouts from her point position, all the Ravens arrayed behind her, at least 10' away - enough to discharge their bows before Daliedhur is engaged.
The Ravens are well trained, even though inexperienced - yet they each know exactly what to do in such a straightforward combat situation.
The first volley comes from the Daliedhur, the leader of the charge being her focus.
Immediately after, two of the caster Ravens (Shelox and Tirithian) discharge their grease spell in front of the main charger -
Multiple horses fall flat on their faces, some of the charging warriors managing to keep steady, while others are spit off their mounts, to be again peppered by arrows from the remaining Ravens.
Most of the arrows bump harmlessly against the armored, charging soldier.
And rays of light from the remaining three casters (Ritta, Gremiun and Xanithian)
The last of the attacks comes from Leaf himself, readied as the rider approaches and unleashing a series of hoof strikes and biting.
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Daliedhur lead Ravens mount an unconventional attack against the charging Restov soldiers... The only mounted one, seemingly the officer of the troops is brought down by magic, while other soldiers are attacked with magic and arrows.
One soldier manages to reach her and is bitten by leaf, but he attacks Daliedhur in turn:
He manages to cut her on the thigh...
Mulray continues to drive his carriage in as tight a pattern as he can...
while maintaining a speed which makes boarding attempts more than a little risky.
"I don't know what I'm doing... if you have any ideas other than flinging poo, I'm all ears... sorry... I know you think they're big, but your ears quite normal for a monkey."
The carriage starts to slow. "Hey hey... just because I am asking for ideas, doesn't mean it is time for a break!" Mulray snaps at his horses Gus and Sheba for slowing down.
"Watch for a break in the line guys... we wanna get to our friends over there. The Silver Dragonflight. The rest of the family is working their way over there now..." Mulray gestures to the Half-orc brother and sister, Euchrid and Graenin Schulfarjn, riding toward his intended destination. "... and friends." He sighs with a moment's thought of Arvander.
After one more complaint from Lil Karou, Mulray starts to lose his cool. "However many more circles we need to make! That's how many... "
Tarina removes her belt and commands it to take the shape of shortspear, and shield in hand attacks the soldier attacking her.
She then orders her wolf, verbally, in wolfese to attack the soldier as well.
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Tarina removes her belt and commands it to take the shape of shortspear, and shield in hand attacks the soldier attacking her.
She then orders her wolf, verbally, in wolfese to attack the soldier as well.
The flanked soldier attacks Tarina
"Help me with the beast!"While other appears to flank her Dire Wolf
They both connect!
Lil Karou points out the break in the line as requested, while Mulray is busy making minor adjustments to his path. He wheels around, and waits until the last second to make the turn through the gap. The carriage tips as one side leaves the ground with the sharp turn.
Round 2
Tatiana flies away from and out of the reach of the Restov soldiers trying to attack her. She continues to shout at the Restov troops, Her red cape snaps in the wind.
She surveys the melee looking for Kesten and the commander of the Restov troops. She is also watchful of potential enemy archers. She wonders where the best place for her Wind Wall to be.
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The dwarven cleric stand just next to the horses.
"Quickly you long shanks quickly."
He points at a crowd of Restov soldiers approaching and casts a spell.
Sound Burst DC 15 for half and negate the stun for 1 round.
Tarina whistles to her wolf to come to her, as she jumps on top of the beast and directs it to follow after the carriages.
She then utters a few magical words, casting a spell on her wolf as she touches it.
Until the end of your turn, your movement does not provoke attacks of opportunity.
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Her red cape snaps in the wind. She surveys the melee looking for Kesten and the commander of the Restov troops. She is also watchful of potential enemy archers.
The soldiers look at her fly, but without ranged weapon and as she is not attacking they more or less ignore her.
Kesten is on the other side of the battle, fighting a big group of Restov's infantryman. Things looks dire for the Dragonscale troops. They are about to lose the battle.No archers are in sight.
Destroyerman eventually makes it back from the depths of the forest he was hiding in. The silver construct looks far weaker than he did before his departure; as he lands, the eidolon is barely able to stay on his feet. Despite her small stature and tiny legs, Neji is quickly by her other self's side with a wand in hand.
"Geez, and I just bought this thing! Well, things changed, and this mess certainly counts as an emergency; I don't see the harm in using it," the little gnome chatters incoherently as she heals her eidolon.
Destroyerman waits patiently for his Summoner to finish. She seems intent on completely healing him up, but the golem stops her when he feels most of his strength return. After taking a practice swing of his falchion, Destroyerman simply runs through his programming and asks, "Should we retreat?"
Neji pauses; on one hand, she basically has a big sack of money and the perfect getaway vehicle. Heck, she could probably turn invisible, grab some gold, and retreat with nobody none the wiser. Her loyalties have always been to Janus Sevenstar, so ditching Brevoy and heading back to Magnimar to live like a queen (and start a proper search for her friend) is highly tempting.
However, one look around at the others buries those dark thoughts. Neji decides to see what she can do to prevent a war. Hopefully, everybody will listen to reason.
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Long story short, Neji finds that she would not have been able to make anyone listen to her. Every attempt she makes to get into parle proves impossible; nobody has any qualms about literally kicking out a small woman. Even if she uses Destroyerman, Neji feels that she will just cause things to crumble quickly.
"So much for chivalry," Neji grumbles at one point.
Neji whimpers as the scene of a real war breaks out around her. She is not sure why she gives the order. It might be the sight of her friends being hurt. It might her disgust at the lack of loyalty toward the Heroes of Restov and their associates. Truth be told, it is probably the soldier charging straight for her with the intent to cut her head off.
Channeling a spell into her eidolon, Neji quickly latches herself to Destroyerman's leg and shouts, "Stop him!"
In a handful of seconds, the eidolon rockets upward in size as he gives Neji's order a rather liberal interpretation. Without a second thought, the silver golem jams his massive falchion right into the soldier threatening his tiny friend. While the poor man somehow (seemingly) survives, the soldier will probably not be able to survive another hit of that magnitude.
Seeing the allies begin to retreat, Halcorg delays to make sure that everyone makes it out. He keeps his huge weapon in his hands ready should it be needed.
Alternative readied actions (not sure if this is possible):
If everyone retreats, he will follow with a withdraw action being the last off the field.
If anyone stays, Halcorg will move adjacent to them and attack.
Xi gives Seraph a dirty look, pullin part of her eye lid down and sticking her tongue out at her in a childish way before giving the man another kick. Turning away from the defeated Restovian she looks for any other's foolish enough to rush the cart. She smiles broadly at the chaos, enjoying the rough and tumble affair despite her injury, her time in the Mwangi made her quite skilled at hurting people and many sought to be savaged today.
Seeing the break in the line she clicks her tongue at Chi. "Fun time is over, run time is now. Let's go Chi!"
Chi gets to her feet and lopes after her Master, Easily catching upto her within a few moments...
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You all manage to escape the battle, the last thing Tatiana sees is Kesten escaping north with most of the Dragonscale Throne cavalry, with much of his infantry captured or dead, only a couple dozen running to escape. The Restov troops, while victorious, suffer big losses and start to retreat towards the city. So you all stop after a few miles, at mid afternoon, to decide what to do now. As you have managed to escape, with treasury and honor intact, but you are still Kingless.
Where to, now?
Xi'Tir grimaces as the retreat from the battle. She couldn't help but hate the way Brevoyian's were, save for maybe Seraph and Danath. They were an exception but why oh why would he want to save this god awful country.
Seeing everyone assembled and the entire camp readied to move she looks to the more diplomatic ones for an answer. "To dis Iobaria then? Dey will hunt us into the Stolen Land methinks, no?"
"No, if they return they will look for us in Slobada, the stolen kingdom. So Iobaria is out. However we need to create a new document, that we will all sign tonight and submit to Restov ourselves. We may be kingless but we have the right to take up the mantel of our baron's as their retainers. Ruperts daughter holds his position and Anando is acting regent. If we word it carefully enough they'll have no choice but to accept us and allow us to continue our quest. The mayor had wanted to renew the selection process but I believe this will suffice. If they refuse then we will do what we can without their permission as I will not wait for them any longer, not after this day's worth of foolishness."
She looks over the Silver Dragonflight, her Lord's army which was now her small army. They had done their duty and defended the cart hard against all comers. She was pleased to not have killed anyone but when story of them going rogue coms to light it won't matter how many lives she prevented from being lost. They may all be branded traitors and brigands from this moment forward unless they acted quickly. She waited patiently then for comments from the others before pressing forward.
"And how exactly are we supposed to word it, I don't see any lawyers around here, not that I see much of anything." Tarina asks looking around at the group. "Our leaders and...My mother are off Arshea knows where and you want us to write up a piece of paper that they will be forced to accept? They have a king on their side, what do we have?" She pets Azurefang, whom she surely would have been left behind without, not being able to see much further then most could see in the darkness of night without a torch.
"Do we even know where to find Rupert's daughter? If we don't act quickly to locate her, we may find ourselves unable to procure her assistance, I mean what if those who attacked us get to her first?"
Despite the girls obviously mocking tone Seraph remains civil, this wasn't her field, she was way outside her norm. Despite her suggestion being mocked she had little options to consider other then marching south and leaving Brevoy behind. "We have documentation here that can be easily copied and new signatures made. No lawyers needed Milady especially as we have more then enough talent here to make it work. With Anando being the man he is I am sure can aid us in this task immensely." The thought of Rupert's daughter troubled her but finally she shrugged. "I am sure the revelation of Ruperts last words will ensure the girl's safety, she will more then likely be used to manipulate us in the future."
A lot of these questions hung on Anando's shoulders, he had inside knowledge of the who's, What's and Where's. Regardless the dragonflight were ready to march south, all that needed to be done was to figure out who was coming with them. "Regardless we are ready to march south before their forces rally."
Xi shrugged, she didn't care either way. The girl's wolf was an interesting creature, the girl however grated on her nerves. Which was unsurprising as everyone grated on her nerves right now. "Paper or no paper, dey don't care. Da dead don't cause trouble and what can we do for dis girl, eh?"
Chi merely purred quietly as Xi watched the road behind them.
After taking the back of the retreating group and making sure that any who attempted to follow were mislead or convinced that following was a poor idea, Halcorg is the last to arrive in the camp. Listening to the rest discuss how to proceed he speaks up.
We need find safe place first. We need find my wife and king and you friends second.
Many years, Brevoy does not go into Stolen Lands. If we go, will they follow? I thinks not without much preparing and plans. We go south and find secure camp. We make friends with fey, or fight if must. The King treasure not safe here.
We all servants of our friends and the King. We protect the King treasure until King return or we know King dead.
With that Halcorg looks to the south attempting to discern the best path that will lead south.
Do we have map? We can find place with safety and water to make camp and begin to create Slobada. Even if King dead, new land of Slobada will live.
Tatiana flies as high as comfortable to increase her visibility to the horizon, in order to confirm the direction of the retreating troops. Near the duration of her power, she lands near Anando to listen to the discussion.
"All good comments," she replies to the others. "We need Anando to decide what he wants to do, because he controls the treasury of Sloboda as the Royal Treasurer. However, I will share my counsel: I feel we have four priorities. First, as Halcorg said, our first priority is a secure camp. Since we have official claim to the Stolen Lands, I think we should settle there."
"Second, as she said," pointing to Tarina, "we need to document our political standing and our version of events that just happened. We need to send multiple copies to the Dragonscale Throne and Restov to ensure we stay in their good graces. After all, Rupert owes his kingdom to the Dragonscale Throne and his support from Restov."
"Third, we need to investigate the disappearance of Rupert and our companions. After we exhaust all clues at the site of abduction, then we can pray to the gods."
"And fourth, we need to locate and communicate with Alexandria, Rupert's daughter. Most certainly, she has become a political pawn. Both Rupert and her protector who was named in his will would want to know she is safe when we find them."
"Thoughts? Discussion?"
"I agree about gettin our point of view out.. mission statement too? I learned when Lil Karou was a baby... best to clean up messes before they cake on."
"It sure would be nice if we could include some hint.. a little more meat to what we think happened to the King and all. Can't exactly see goin back for clues... We got any way to divine some information? "
At Mulray's comment, Halcorg's eyes suddenly pop open, but then he sighs.
My wife is an expert at divining the future and seeing what others cannot. Unfortunately, it is she that we must find, not the other way around.
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Anando looks at all of you.
"I also don't think they will follow us into the Stolen Lands. They saw you are not "easy picking", and they have something more important to worry about, as a war between Issia and Restov... and maybe all of Rostland, has just started. We have the Treasury, but is not a "war" usable one, so I don't think they will care for it. About Rupert's daughter, I fear it's the first time I have heard of her, and I was his confident, so I fear it won't be easy to locate her. About making our own charter, of course I can do it, and maybe is a good idea to make one for ourselves, but I don't think anyone else is going to give two acorns about it. And about me being the "Royal Treasurer", I wouldn't be able to stand my own if you decide to tie me up and leave me on the side of the road, so I think we should start with a clean slate, and get organized as we choose... at least until Rupert and the barons return."
"Straighten up, Anando," Tatiana snaps. "Welcome to being a lord. Without their armies, most aristocracy can be 'tied up and left on the side of the road.' However, Rupert proclaimed you to be Royal Treasurer and that's what you are. Because if you are not the Royal Treasurer, then the material that we are protecting is not a treasury. And instead of loyal subjects of the kingdom of Sloboda, we are nothing more than the latest gang of bandits to settle the Stolen Lands with stolen property of Brevoy. Words matter, Anando. Accept your fate."
Looking to everyone else, "Clearly, Anando needs some fellow counselors. How are we going to organize the kingdom of Sloboda until we recover the king or young queen?"
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Anando smiles at you while standing straight.
"You are right, I need to make a good job at this."
He gets a map form his backpack and show it out to you.
"This is what the King and I investigated, is not perfect, but is the best we could do."
Annotated Stolen Lands Map
"I think we should organize ourselves as we see fit"
Seraph glanced at Xi'Tir, quickly dismissing the girls random bouts of outrage as quickly as she could. They needed no in fighting and now that they had positive moment she'd prefer to keep it that way. She nods at Anando's detailed map, quickly glancing it over as Xi'Tir peaked a glance as well. "Tatiana speaks the truth most definitely Anando and your map is detailed indeed..."
"What do we know of the Stag Kingdom and The Nomen Centaur's?" Waiting for a response allows her time to think as to the position that most suited her Lord Orlovsky. Being a greater leader then, the relatively few people, she knew she believed him suited for... "I can take on the mantle of General in my Lord's stead. With the Dragonflight we can carve out a foothold somewhere in the stolen land. They're not veterans like the Restovian guard or the Dragonscale troops but they are dedicated to the cause through and through. We should be getting some more recruits as well... However I prefer that we remain Kingless if Anando wishes for a clean slate that is..."
Xi'Tir begins to make a face but then reconsiders at Seraph's intervention. She looks over Anando's map as best she can, she had all of her sisters maps and gear and could easily duplicate Anando's map if... hed allow it. "Can I see dat later Royal Man? I be a good map maker Mon and dat there is a mighty fine map..." After speaking she wracks her brain for anything she may have seen that they could camp at and use to defend themselves. Perhaps start there kingdom from there.
Simultaneously making sure everyone is accounted for, and that the Ravens are safe and sound, Daliedhur's first step is to keep watch for some time, finding an elevated piece of terrain and watching the path they have just traversed for any pursuers.
Once she has made sure they are not being immmediately followed, she returns to the group.
"I believe our first important decision is whether we want to establish some sort of base of operations, or stay mobile. The first has an obvious, immediate advantage in terms of logistics and defense structure, but it also makes us a pinpointable target, even though it seems we are not being followed for the time being"
Looking at the map, and then around them, the elf adds - "I vote for the second - our convoy is light enough to allow for a very decent mobility, so we should take advantage of it, and not stay in one place for long. It appears we are not being followed at the moment, but someone will come for us innevitably - our best defense would be making us hard to track. Me and the Ravens can provide food and shelter for some of the group, but we will still need a place to restock and ressuply, so perhaps we should start by scouting out the nearest settlements, get our bearings, and map which and where supplies can be obtained, for later reference"
She then proceeds in discussing their current location, and possible avenues of travel with Xi'Tir.
Halcorg looks at the map and then thinks for a few minutes before speaking up.
He looks over at the tall elf:
Hmmm. All place are in something control. I think it best south to here. He points to the hex just north of the bridge over the Shrike River. We make small camp here to protect non-warriors. Then we strong at fighting search land around. We search Stag and Kobold land.
He pauses, as he is not use to speaking so many words in the rather alien Taldan tongue.
I think we make town here or here. He points to where the Thorn and Shrike come together in the Kobold Lands and then to where the Shrike enters the Tuskwater. Both give water and the water help protect from attack. But we must make sure safe before all monks and other not strong at fighting come.
He pauses and take s a sip from his waterskin.
In Cinderlands, water is most important. We make small camp until we control land by water. Then we make real town by water. Both by lake and by two river is good. This is what I think best.
Having finished saying his piece, Halcorg looks to the others for their input and responses.
"Seraph, is it? Thanks. You already command the majority of our warriors, so does anyone have an issue with her being named Commander? General seems a bit too big for us now, right?" Tatiana smiles.
"Great, Daliedhur. I agree with you. We should keep moving. Anyone left alone is at risk. Everyone here appears mobile, so let's keep it that way until we find a suitable settlement point. You and the Ravens can provide a screen and forage for us." Tatiana nods to her friend.
"Let's get going. Where ever we decide to head, the road from Restov only goes one direction toward the Stolen Lands, so the first choice of direction is easy." Tatiana finds Girl is the troop of horses and mounts up getting ready.
"Does anyone want to help me document our status and events of today? We can talk about it on the move and write it when we stop. Then, we can make many copies for distribution." She looks obviously ready to move out.
She turns Girl, who is anxious to depart, in a slow tight circle. "You. Four swords. Monks, and others. Tomorrow, I will contact Desna for insight about Rupert and our companions. Until then, are you traveling with us toward the Stolen Lands?"
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Anando start to show you places on the maps and telling you what he knows of them.
"You have to remember this map was done with references and second-hand histories. I guess we will need much exploration to be certain what it has is real. On the Stolen Lands there are only two "real" nations. On the Northeast border we have Brevoy, developed and patrolled. And on the Northwest we have Pitax, south of the Thousand Voices forest. Pitax has only developed and controls some area, but has reclaimed a much bigger one, but that claims are not formally recognized by, well, anyone, specially Brevoy, the bandits and the Numerian barbarians that roam all of Glenebon. North of Lake Hooktongue is the territory of the "Tiger Lords", a band of barbarian from Numeria that have stayed there for several years, unlike other warbands that come and go. Lake Hooktongue was a hub of commercial activity before, being a quick and safe way to moving people and merchandise, but for several years the commerce have all but stopped. The lake is teeming with Boggards, who have complete control of it except for Fort Drelev, a small town that survives from better times. The Hooktongue Slough, on the other hand, is now overrun by demons from the Worldwound with the purpose of closing it down so the Crusade is denied that way of reinforcements and supplies. In the Narlmarches we find, on the North, the Dragon Forest, where a powerful black dragon is said that controls most of it. After the Skunk river lays the Enchanted Forest. It is said that everyone that sets a foot in there disappears or is... changed... never to be the same again. The fey controls it and it is reputedly the most dangerous part of the forest. Next to the Tuskwater lake, the forest is home of a Lizardmen tribe, aggressive to river traffic. And south of the Marque river, all the way until Mivon is controlled by a powerful band of Trolls. In the Lake the Candlemere island is said to be Haunted, and noone has set foot on it on many a lifetime. East of the forest is the so called "Stag Kingdom"... is not a kingdom in a classic way, as there is no organization or development, only people living a meager and brutal existence under the yoke of bandit gangs, mostly under the control of a self called "Stag King", a bandit lord of ill repute. Only north of the Narlmarches there are some brave hunters and farmer that resist them, with losing fortunes, leaded by Oleg Leveton and his 7 sons. It is said that they won't last long. Between the Thorn and Shrike rivers there are many Kobolds, and no one can stay the night there without being attacked, so there are no farms nor people living there, but it is said that during the day you can travel without much problem. Just don't stay the night in there. South of the Gudrin River there is no people, too, as the land is filled with monsters. Bulletes, chimeras, and more exotic kinds make there their home. And north of the Silverstep lake it is said to be a dead and terrible place, filled with undead, protecting some barrow or cursed ancient treasure. And south of here, on the east side of the Tors of Levenies, with formally is Iobaria, there live the Nomen Centaur, many different tribes of nomad Centaurs hostile to other humanoids. The South Rostland road go Northwest from here into the town of Nivakta's Crossing and Fort Serenko, and then towards New Stetven. The Shrike river is not used for transport, not has even been, because of the Crooked Falls and the big Shrike cascade, with impede normal boad traffic. And I was forgetting. The Mivon River Kingdom claims all of the Troll lands as theirs, even of they don't make any move to really occupy those lands, nor attack the trolls. And remember, this map is based on conjectures and best guesses. Until we explore for ourselves we can't be certain of anything."
After checking the map he continues.
"Halcorg has a point, we need to send explorer groups to find a suitable place to start our kingdom, but before that we need a place to stay, and let most of the people live while we find that place. And near water is a good place."