Darkmoon Vale (day 2-4)

The hobgoblin attempted to flee while his hawks fought to the death. During that fight, the heroes were assisted by a mysterious and slightly intoxicated gnome priest of Cayden Cailean, Wrackomelor, who joined their quest. Mrunk managed to incapacitate the hobgoblin and the heroes left his fortune to the fates afterwards.

Hrol removed the fox from the trap. The pitiful animal put up no resistance.

The fox was badly injured, it's hindquarters slashed by the hobgoblin's trap. Hrol and Wrackomelor saved and treated the fox, nursing it back to health.

Later on that same day, a giant mosquito crossed the path of the heroes and soundlessly attached itself to Wrackomelor. The heroes killed the disgusting insect before it could do him any serious damage.

The next day, the heroes found a rare, glowing mold covering the undersides of several large rocks deep in the forest. Valeros and Mrunk managed to harvest enough of the mold without destroying it to serve as two separate light sources. Once removed from the rock, the mold continued to glow with the brightness of a torch.

Later that day, the dense trees and thick brush of the forest give way, parting seemingly in respect for the titanic darkwood tree that dominates a clearing. Several times taller than a temple minaret, in one direction the obviously ancient tree reaches into the sky with branches like a giant’s arms, while in the other it plumbs the earth with roots thicker than a man’s waist. Its limbs broad and strong, its bark thick and so richly colored as to almost be black, and its leaves the size of bucklers, the giant thing is less a tree and more a cathedral of boughs and branches.

Despite its serene nature, the glade was not without danger. A rare serpentine creature made its lair in the branches of the massive darkwood tree.

When the heroes entered the glade, the creature was hiding among the tree's limbs and branches near its trunk. When the heroes approached, it charged from the tree, pouncing on Mrunk and almost killing him. After a harrowing encounter, the heroes managed to slay it while it attempted to flee.

Focusing on the elder darkwood's trunk, the heroes revealed a small patch of elderwood moss Laurel described. The growth was easily collected by even the most unskilled hand.

This elder darkwood tree is the most ancient of its kind in Darkmoon Vale according to Milon. The clearing is roughly ovular, The elder darkwood has low, easy to climb branches that extend from the trunk in every direction. Valeros and Mrunk eventually scaled the tree's height, gaining a commanding view of the entire forest. During their climb they noticed three bodies hanging in the high limbs.

The heroes investigated the bodies in the elder darkwood to find the corpses of three medium-sized humanoids. Although the bodies had been stripped of nearly all their flesh, their equipment still dangled from their half-devoured carcasses. The heroes searched the bodies and found the following items which remained in useful condition: two light crossbows, two short swords, a suit of hide armor, a masterwork shortbow, a signet ring with the image of a flaming hawk, 9 gp, 12 sp and eight days' worth of rations.

On the next day, the sounds of the forest become suddenly distant as the trees part, opening into a small, almost perfectly circular glade. The nearest stands of pine, eyln, and darkwood – all typically sturdy woods – twist away from the clearing, as if bent by some impossibly strong wind or seemingly in an attempt to flee despite their paralyzed roots. At the glade’s center squats an ugly cottage, little more than a pile of twigs, shoots, and ivy stacked upon mud walls. From the thatched roof hung bundles of gnarled roots, old dried beast carcasses, and knucklebone bangles, all clattering together like gruesome wind chimes. A dozen small thatched fetishes – each shaped like a tiny man, imp, or rearing serpent – stand propped in the yard, keeping guard before a rickety plank door.

This cottage was home to the witch Ulizmila according to Milon. Although her works still spoil in this glen, Ulizmila was long since gone.

When the heroes approached the cottage they could see that its moldering door had rotted off its hinges but still blocked the way within. Hrol easily hefted aside the barrier.

Inside, the cottage is dank, reeking, and filled with shadows. Haphazardly hung shelves line the walls, covered in all manner of clay jugs, clouded bottles, strangely cut rocks, rotted bunches of herbs, and a museum of other crude curios and remnants of a bone grinder's artifice. A rusted iron cauldron dominated the hut's single room, its ash-covered surface shaped with a relief of capering fiends and leering devils. Across form the door, against the far walls, stands a high-backed chair made of wicker, the gigantic curved tusks of some monstrous beast, and thousands of human teeth. In the chair sits what looks like a corpse wrapped in filthy burial linens, its form padded with pungent herbs and sprouting patches of think white mold. This ominous shape is actually only a bundle of branches, mud, and linen.

The cauldron in the cottage was a unique animated creature. It attacked Wrackomelor when he disturbed Ulizmila's possessions. The heroes managed to destroy it.

Due to the volume and disorganization of the cottage's contents, it took 20 minutes to locate the rat's tail. Besides the rat's tail, there were several other items of hidden value in the hut. After a minute searching Hrol and Valeros uncovered statuettes and rare stones. Detect magic revealed the only magic item that remained here, a disgusting shrunken head.