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'''Abbadon's Adventure'''
 
'''Abbadon's Adventure'''
 
Abaddon Learned magic from watching cultists who had kidnapped him in order to use him as a sacrifice and used his many escape attempts to refine his technique.
 
 
T'aler heard of a group of cultists and their prisoner from a sly wood fox. He asked a colony of bats to create a distraction for the prisoner, opened a way through the forest for him and harried his pursuers with brambles and biting insects.
 
 
Far from the place of his escape, deep in the wilds, Ruvyana saw the former prisoner curl up in the lee of a fallen tree. After all he had been through, this one showed no fear. The druid* had intrigued her and she had followed, but when the man had gone to such lengths to free this one . . . well, now it was Ruvyana's turn to do her part. Between one heartbeat and the next, she tapped the power of the dybbuk within and become a swarm of beetles, draping herself on the trunks of trees surrounding the sleeping man. Nothing would enter this space tonight without her knowledge.
 
  
 
'''T'aler's Adventure'''
 
'''T'aler's Adventure'''
 
In the Northern Wilds outside Bar Kesh, T'aler met a beautiful woman made of wood, whose hair was wildflowers and who spoke in a voice of soft rain. She challenged T'aler to bring her a gift. T'aler snuck into the heart of a sleeping giant, a living deadfall with vines that could snake down a man's throat and stop his heart, or tear a him apart with teeth of thorn and bark. He emerged with a single, crimson acorn and laid it at the woman's feet. "Keep it," she said, laughing as she became the wind and blew away. "I'll find another."
 
 
Ruvyana watched the Dryad dismiss the young druid's* gift, leaving it with him as its simulacrum seem to flit away. She wondered if the man knew what it meant . . . that he had been allowed to live. Did he sense the tall dark spirit of the ancient forest looming over him? Through the sight of the dybbuk who shared her body she saw it. Shadowy. Tall. Dripping blood. Dryads lured, enticed, and killed men. But the ancient spirit of the forest approved of this one for some reason. Beneath her leper's rags, Ruvyana smiled.
 
  
 
'''Ruvyana's Adventure'''
 
'''Ruvyana's Adventure'''
 
Exiled from the northern wilds for the blood pact she made with the dybbuk of her ancestor's concubine, Ruvyana is traveling at her ease in the southern forests when she is attacked by highwaymen on the Castellan's high road west of Bar Kesh. Without a thought, she slips into the two handed fighting crouch that her swordmistress taught her, her greatsword held at low guard, and swept in, letting the bloodlust take her. Only after the brigands were bleeding on the ground did she realize the last had thrown away his sword in a vain effort to surrender.
 
 
It turns out the highwaymen had some friends. They were not happy. Abbaddon had been trying to get far enough from the city that his tests wouldn't disturb anyone. Apparently some people don't appreciate a good explosion. He was working on a device to help him jump higher and using it to test if there was a problem with them when they shook to hard. Abbaddon Clearly did not see any problem whatsoever with this plan. He stumbled across some rather hostile looking people threatening a woman. While she looked well able to take care of herself these people were clearly cheating by using some mean magical entities to boost their power. Jumping from the top of a tree with a pogo stick and explosives was a great idea. Magicians explode as well as anybody else. Boom! Of course that really shouldn't have worked. Good think I don't have to explain how it did.
 
 
Later, after Abbadon's and Ruvyana have dealt with the highwaymen, T'aler invites them to share his food and fire. He recognizes kindred spirits with similiar goals, despite their strangeness.
 
  
 
===Game Aspects, Faces & Places===
 
===Game Aspects, Faces & Places===

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