When last we left our heroes it was in the extraplanar depths of the Fellnight Realm!
In a bid to stop the Fellnight Queen from breaking the bonds of her prison to wreck havoc upon the world with her fey magic, the Lords of Miras left the comforts of their manors to enter her realm, battling gigantic worms and fey beasts to now stand at the foot of the Fellnight Queen's Palace. The sounds of battle echo dully in the distance as the Queen's army of nightmarish beasts march to secure Varnhold as her seat of power in the world. For the last fortnight all that has stood to bar the beast's passage into the world has been a rag-tag band of exhausted skirmishers led by Queen Tyg in full Battle Slyph form.
The Palace guard is sparse and the Fellnight Queen's reserve forces, a contingent of black and twisted Dryads and their decadent Treant masters, even now march down the vale to cut off Queen Tyg's skirmishers. There will be no escape this time.
The party decides to divide their forces and send some to aid Queen Tyg to buy more time while the rest deal with the Fellnight Queen. Kaladar, Tzim, and Zuhair race down the vale to slow the Treants and join Queen Tyg in battle.While the rest of the party cautiously approaches the Fellnight Queen's palace.
Above, familiar screams of a tortured soul echo from vine-covered archways. A tiefling's roar of pain followed by silence."Shire! AHHHHHHH! Baggins!"
