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January 29, 2005

Chapter 4: Battle at Terryn's Ferry

The party fled Eudora's, the mysterious shadow-wolves in close pursuit. Escaping into the forest, the party came upon an empty homestead. Holing up inside, the party sought refuge from the night's attacks. But the house wasn't completely empty, for a wood spirit guarded it for the family that once lived there. Once the party detailed the fate of the family, the spirit was disheartened, but he allowed them to remain undisturbed throughout the night. The next morning, they found their packs filled with rations and supplies, and a map laid out, showing a forest path to the nearest human settlement - a small hamlet named "Terryn's Ferry".

It took all day to cross the forest, and the party reached the outskirts of Terryn's Ferry towards nightfall. Ash stayed behind at the edge of the forest, and the others went to secure a room at the local inn. After retiring to their rooms, they fell into a fitful, nightmare filled sleep. It was then that Finster decided to attempt to gain the dagger from Leif in hopes of unlocking its secrets. There was a struggle, but in the end Thomasin claimed the dagger - to protect it, he claimed. As the party stood assembled, the sound of howling wolves shrieked out of the forest. Gathering their equipment, the raced outside to the stables.

Moving across the stableyard in the dark, the party was set upon by large, shaggy humanoid beasts. As they fought their way into the stables, Thomasin lost the dagger. Instantly, everyone descended on the blade, trying to wrest it from each other. Leif recovered it, and they fled out onto the main road, where they were set upon by more humanoids. Battling their way desperately, the party managed to reach the ferry on the shore of the river. As they pushed off into the water, the beasts leapt after them, but soon the currents caught them up and swept them across. Suddenly, Ash bounded out of the wood, and dove into the river, swimming with his massive arms to catch up with the raft. Soon, the raft landed on the far side, and the party exited, seemingly free of danger. But they were wrong, because the shadowman was there, waiting for them. He did not attack, but instead simply raised his red eyes - and Thomasin collapsed. The bard's wound - suffered in the woods just days earlier - had spread to a massive dark patch that nearly covered his upper leg. The shadowman demanded the dagger in exchange for Thomasin's life, but Leif did not back down. Promising that they would meet again, the shadowman disappeared into the darkness...

Posted by Terrepin at January 29, 2005 05:08 PM

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