Thu 23rd TOC 3245 e5
Today we ventured further into this infernal tower, passing threw the teleporation cyrcle once more this time to emerge within a strange forrest clouded in mist. The proportions of this places chambers continut to unsetle me. Within this strange forrest's mists there apeard to be starnge crimson strata and sections of it moved without aid of a breaze. Soon after exiting the portal we where greated by a gnomish child, the boy seamed distressed by something though his presense struck me as odd. What was he doing within the tower, and if he has had to progress threw multipl layers of this place how would a child have survived such an ordeal on several occations we have almsot died to the seeminly mondain sucruity messures.
The strange stratad mist revealed itself to be hostile attacking and attempting to drain my compainions of their blood. with Drostrie's assistence I was able to assume that a useful corse of action would be to shed some light on the situaton. I am getting used to these strange abilitys though i would be remis to not admit that they still unsttle me sometimes. How is it that I instinctualy know how to poform actions I was previously unaware where even possible, and why is it that I have the earge to perchase or otherwise gather ingerdents for spellcraft when I am yet to know what spell they are used to cast. Regardless nearing the end of the conflict with the Vamperic mist we found that we had a much graiter foe to face. A large ooze of some discription that seamed to have some form of phycic ability, this further threw sucpicion on the gnomish child. suspicon that was soon proved to be worth while as it turns out that that child was some form of strange lure created from the creatures body mass. Ash managed to win the last strike upon the ooze creature.
At that point we decided to bed down in the forrest now cleared of creatures and with the portal onwards open. The conversations had that night where as odd as has come to be expected from this group. Durng the process of reconstructing Alectos destoryed bed roll the conversation drifted towards weather or not the mushrooms produced by her and her connection to nature are infact edable. Considering the damage they seam to do to our aggressers I would like to lean closer to the camp of them being unsafe for mortal consumption. It is nice to be part of a group again, something about this situation seams fermiler like i have traveled as part of a group before and spent time around a campfire in the mondain moments between adventure. Once her bedroll was reconstructed Alecto retired for the night. Once the other members of the party had gone to bed and it was left to me and Drostre to watch over them I was struck by the horrible stillness of the forrest. Drostre and I talked about the adventure we have had so far with these odd people we have chosen to travel with, I think we are both in agreement that we have grown fond of them and will likely continue on our jorneys with them wherever that might take us.
Later When Droste switched posts with Ash we discussed the strange forest, its stillness and the fact that these trees should not be living here, if it is a room then how are they growing without sunlight. Ash stabbed one with her knife to see if it was real the tree seams normal enough. though i am still weary of it.
Sprig Silvertoung - The Forrest within The Tower - 3245 e5