[D A R K U]

"Have you heard...? I don't believe you have. You can't have... Few have ever returned to tell the tale of what goes on within the Garden of Regrowth- I doubt most of it is even true.They would have to pass through an ever-shifting woodland. And what goes through, rarely comes back out. However, lately, I hear the roots that encircle have darkened - blackened, even. Just what could even cause this? If that's even a reliable eye-witness account anyway..." 

   

  

Through whispers of old and new, of humans and Druids too...
Of Spirits to us, and those herein.
One entity pierces the veil, an oasis within.
Beings slip to and fro, with a border oh-so-thin.
As though guardians to remedies, here, come in.
  
Claims in which the land is evergreen...
In ways unimaginable; what could they mean?
From surrounding blizzards to many-a-drought, not a sign of wilt seen throughout.
  
But such things may reach an end.
A crawling scar, unable to mend.
It blackens with each passing day.
Perhaps it's here to stay?
  
This spirits in turbulence.
A burgeoning disturbance.
Aid should make an appearance.

   

Attendees: Azalea. Possibly 1-2 others.

Tone: Lore-rich, mysterious, ethereal, serious - perhaps dark.

Risk: CoI(?)

Rewards: Further Nature/Spiritual Development. Some artifacts or trinkets along the way. Potential for follow up events, in pursuit of further knowledge/development.

 

DM: Whoever may be willing.

[BabyFatJesus]

Amalia will be helping her successor.

[Potayo]

Myrin will come to aid as requested. Leaving his meditation for that sole purpose.