Having decided to ferry Elisandra N’Starra to a fey crossing in the Darkthorn Forest the party left town west heading out of the main gate before sunrise and through the abandoned carnival grounds. The kruthik dug holes in the ground that the kobolds attacked from the previous day were still there, but seemed quiet at first. Archers are on the city’s walls were covering their escape with their bows.
After making it no much more that 50 feet from the city’s main gate more kobolds leaped from the burrow holes and set upon the party. Four kobolds and a cadre of the kruthiks circled the adventures and several times got fairly close to poor Elisandra. The eladrin gypsy was brave enough to keep her wits about her during the melee and followed the instructions of the party to stay just a few steps out of reach of the kobolds, which again tried to capture her to some devious end. However, the threat was successfully put down and the ambushing force that had been waiting outside the town for an opportunity to strike were all slain. Again these kobolds displayed scarification on their hides which is now known to be a monogram of the initials BKN in a primitive draconic script. According to Mendis Falcon this is the sign for Bale Khara Nalsym, the red dragon from the Valthune Mountains that these kobolds no doubt worship.
These kobolds were carrying quite a bit of silver as well, a hundred pieces among them, which the party gladly added to their coffers. Then then moved westward a mile or so down the main road, so as to appear to be heading west to Khotham. This ploy was just in case they were still being watched by more kobolds or maybe imps such as the one’s that had attacked them while guarding the Blue Boar Tavern. The sun started to rise up behind them showing a lit horizon above the Valthunes and the full twin moons of Ghalor and Setyune began to fade from the sky.
Once they were a good distance down the road, Vash took the lead and turned the party southward toward the Darkthorn Forest and the fey crossing within. The march to the outskirts of the forest took the party most of the day, but they covered a distance of 20 miles to where the great oak of the Darkthorn began to dot the landscape.
As the party began to walk among those trees, Vash suddenly motioned back to the party that he heard a sound. Abderus, the ranger, branched off to the left and began to circle up toward a large fallen tree ahead of the party. Mort also moved forward alert and keen to take a defensive position. They all noticed the gnarled protruding surface roots of the trees of Darkthorn. A creature could easily lose its footing at the bases of these trees were it not careful.
As the party moved forward, suddenly wererats plunged down out of three of the tall oaks and set upon the forest’s newest visitors. Then quickly more wererats charged from behind the fallen tree and two huge rat swarms came flowing out of the hollow log of the fallen tree. A fierce melee ensued with Abderus and his trusty spider companion Hermes in quite the thick of things.
The party was able to use the tricky footing of the oak roots to its advantage by pushing wererats across the tangled ground several times and causing them to fall prone. Raggar was able to use his new holy symbol to this affect. Several party members were bitten by the wererats however during the fray. This exposed them to the potentially very serious filth fever. At the end of the fight the party stood victorious having dispatched the lycanthropes and swarms; however, Abderus was not able to fully shake the effects of the fever and was then showing signs of a serious infection from the wererats.