Up in the Treehouses, there's no apparent sign non-plant life to be seen. Inside the trunk of the largest tree is a green gem that appears to be some sort of scrying device, showing a dryad defending herself against more twigblights higher in the tree. The party splits up, with me, Gorm, and Ulfhild going to a sort of residential area near the northwest. I found a halfling child named Tek hiding in a chest in one of the houses, and he thought I was another of the monsters come to get him! I mean, I know I look rather unusual, and I can't blame the kid for being on edge, but still, ouch. Regardless, I was able to calm him down, and he came with us and warmed up to us quite quickly. I also gave him a real dagger in case he needs to defend himself, rather than that butter knife he was brandishing at me. Gorm and Ulfhild found a few others in the area, but they stayed where they were as we and the rest of the party reconvened at the tavern, Carmilla and Svenya having brought a grung warior and some sort of frost druid along. While Svenya tries to eat the table because it's made from a mushroom, those two tell us that the creature here causing the problems is called the decapus, and the vine we fought down below was only its guard. Jormund tells us he took a peek up the stairs around the main tree, and heard some ominous chanting and saw a purple light coming from under a door up there. After taking care of a few twigblights, we go up to investigate this apparent ritual in progress, and ones conducting it don't seem to be terribly friendly...