Intro5

We come faced with forest hounds. Before I can think of what to do, the lalafell drills us to action. We fend off the attack as well as possible but more hounds arrive and we are soon on the brink of being overwhelmed. Until a rumble of the earth disrupts the fight. Something between treek trunks and arms grab the hounds and hurl them away. The face of a treant makes it’s appearance and swallows the remaining hounds whole. Then our would be savior, turns to our small company gaping on the ground and growls at us. Time to go!