The Discovery of the Blood Webs - 27/05/20

An excerpt from Bardrin's Personal Journal:

Wednesday, 10 weeks since departure from Kallakkrag:

06:00- Departure from Geistholm. Myself, Lucy, and Victor are looking into the weeping tree to see if there's anything we can do about the taint seeping into the surrounding areas. Due to the distance, its likely this will just be a scouting mission.

13:00- Arrived at Plipholm, Aaefaeder confronted Lucy about the adventurers staying at Plipholm. Aerfaeder made it clear, do not stay overnight again. Still welcome to come and go though, long as we shove off before the night.

15:00- Progress has been made towards the weeping tree, but we've been blocked by a practical wall of webbing. Took some samples for 404 to mess around with, lightweight and sturdy, might be useful for some gear. We've traveled an hour east and the wall seemed to curve, it looks to surround the entire Weeping Tree area, so we've backtracked to the river and will be cutting in the old fashion way. .

16:00-' Barazûl! Not to our surprise, the place was overrun with cursed spiders. We fought 'em off, but the bloody things were frustrating if nothing else. They kept me pinned down with webbing and one of them--a twisted and cursed monstrosity with the body of a spider but its head was mixed with that of a man--was able to cast some spells. Another one, affectionately named "Big Blue" kept coming at us from different angles, I initially thought it was turning invisible, but that soon proved wrong. I tried to snare it with the harpoon, but it simply clattered to the floor after it teleported to a new position. Our smaller party was at risk of being overrun, but Victor managed to put a good number of the blighters to sleep, and tamed a few other ones. Lucy meanwhile kept hurling 'em back with a persistent blast of wind, allowing us to stem the tide of them to a more manageable rate. Fortunately, most of them will break and run after some hits, they're a cowardly lot, but their numbers make up for it. There was also a deep trench, maybe 50 feet long and 20 feet wide, but we couldn't see down into it's depths, and the fookin' spiders wouldn't give us a minute to have a look either. Couple of 'em came outta there. Middle of the fight, the ground started to shake, and soon enough a pair of teeth popped up and out of the ground, so we took our cue and high tailed it outta there. Whatever it was, just one of its teeth were wider than I am tall. We saw its tongue in the distance, huge and writhing. That beast is not to be trifled with, thats for sure.

20:00 Dusk had settled in, and one of the winter court's dogs came at us. The beast was haggard though, half its body had been burnt up a bit, as if someone else had a go at it before it came after us.

Should we return to the webs to get to the weeping tree, I recommend it be with as large a party as we can muster. Perhaps some torches to burn away at some of the webs if its possible to prevent the fires from spreading elsewhere.