The Cursed Temple

1st February 2023

## Mission Notes

Word has reached the guild from a temple dedicated to the worship of Silvanus, the God of Nature has become cursed by a plague of necromantic mists. A band of brave adventurer have been requested to make their way hastily to this temple to investigate.

Arrving at the guild, Beefington gave Lucidus a scroll made of moss as the party gathered around it as he began to cast an incantation to decipher the script a small bud of a flower began to grow from the scroll as the message was read. "A foul mist has cursed my shrine, I request aid from the guild in the hopes of stopping this plague from spreading beyond the temples grounds. I cannot leave, nor travel to deliver this message as I am keeping this dark magic from spreading. Please come as quickly as you can" - High Priest Serrula.

Once the message had been read, the small bud grew into a bright pink flower. Nestled within lay a tiny songbird with bright feathers and a loud concerned voice as it spoke to the party. This tiny bird, named Twiglet explained that he would be the guide but they must make haste for time is of the essence. After the new adventurers visited barkeep to receive their new health potions they made way to Fymdell to the shrine by ways of Hamer and the guilds Lazy Pony. Twiglet clearly riddled with anxienty explained as much as he could to the party, but mainly just shouted at them constantly as he only had "6 hours left to live"....

Arriving at the edge of the great forest surrounding Fymdell, Hamer dropped the party off and began to head back to Otha's Rest. Following Twiglet through twisted briars and brambles that only seemed to get thicker and paler as they followed him through the forest they arrived at an overgrown temple. The plants, though abundant were sickly, charred and barely holding onto life. A twisted tree stood before the party which Twiglet promptly starting tapping his little foot on. After a few moments, the tree began to unravel revealing a partially wood rotten Dryad who was affixed to this pale barked tree. As the dryad rose her head, Twiglet exploded into a cloud of feathers. Rustling Whispers took a few of his feathers.

This Dryad was High Priest Serrula, she explained that she is keeping the necromantic magic at bay with her twisted wall of thorns and weeds. But they must enquire with the groundskeeper as he was the last one to see what happen before the plague came. With a flick of the dryads hands, the ivy covered doors to the temple slowly grinded open. As they did a plume of sickly black mist rolled out of the temple. Moving inside the party spoke to a kind Furbolg by the name of Adfern Gemint. He explained that grave robbers had entered the temple, but when he went to check on them they couldn't be found. A couple of days after this, the plants began to die and this negative energy infested the temple. With this knowledge in hand the party moved into the inner shrine. Inspecting the overgrown mass of roots, branches and inchor that lay barren with this once prestine place a small voice called out to the group. Asking why they have come to the place of its Master Ovexium.

Trying to figure out where the source of the voice came from Aldier approached slowly and toss a vial of oil across the space. A tiny horned creature became caught in the splash and hastilt hid behind a statue. As the party attempted to call out to the voice saying they seek power, they were met with silence. The ground began to shake and creatures of unnatural bodies began to claw and burst from the ground. The two large stone doors leading to the exterior of the temple slowly closed behind them and one of the new adventurers Ragnhild who did not noticed this got pushed to the outside of the temple.

A great battle unfolded as an undead army began to assault the party. Zombies with external limbs, a group of skeletal grave robbers and bursting through the far wall an orge of rotten flesh entered the fight. With good tactics and swift execution the party, destroyed the undead. But just as they were catching their breath a tiny fairy of bright pink light flew into the chamber and demanded that the party follow them, for it may be too late. Rustling Whisper quickly checked the area and found a small brooch that appeared magical on one of the skeletons. This fairy, named TikTok guided the party deeper into the temple. Past the destoryed wall where the orge bursted through and into a secret underground glade, where a tree known as the Evergalde stood. As the party descended they began to hear voices of those they knew that have past. Lucidus heard the voice of his grandmother, Aldier heard the arguments of his peers, Creed heard whispers of his fathers voice and Rustling Whisper heard an entire guild of thieves being merry.

Entering the secret glade the group saw a human cloaked in grey holding a bubbling green potion to the Everglade tree. Weapons were drawn and the team rushed to stop him. Before they could get too close a creature of sagging skin and rippling muscles leaped from the shadows. A hulking mass of memories from the partys past. Faces, voices and skin of all the ones they once knew. Blows were dealt, spells were cast and with some clever work the party managed to break the concentration the wizard was keeping to control the great tree. With the help of this Awakened Tree the party stopped the plans of the evil wizard Ovexium and the curse was broken. Pillaging his corpse, the party found his spellbook, a ruby and a smoking pipe. Thanking the party for their efforts and aid, the groundskeeper also gifted them a magical plant pot.

## Loot

* Standard Level Xp & Gold
* A feather from a Feywild bird - Rustling Whisper
* Enduring Spellbook Charm + Spellbook
* Ruby of the War Mage
* Brooch of Mending (homebrew item)
* Pot of Awakening
* Pipe of Smoke Monsters

## Rumours

* Where did the evil wizard Ovexium come from?
* What does the feather from Twiglet mean?
* Why did Ovexium want to control the Everglade tree?