Fhel 4, 2425 - Chapter 2 - Session 8 - Liberation or Exorcism

We hit the road again taking a couples days hike to Gravemist Hollow. An ancient haunted battlefield full of spirits and angry ghosts. Amani's mecca it sounds like. We passed an overgrown temple that Amani and Bruin noticed through the trees and stopped to check it out. We come upon some Leucrotta as pointed out by Z'ed. She told us to be warry of approaching them. We hear Bruin and Amani's voices coming from the creatures. One let out an alluring cry and before I could process what was happening one of the beasts ran towards us and we were in for a fight with these things. Bruin rushed forward to meet it and bash its face in. Klackers laid down a blessing spell while Odra ran in swinging. Amani and Z'ed started throwing lightning around and I threw a terrifying bundle of spiders at it. Bruin bit the first one and Klackers bonked it with his staff and started doing a celebratory jig as it fell to is might. The second one started hoof kicking and biting Odra after seeing it mate fall in the fight. I conjured up so lightning in a bottle and Bruin finished it off with a massive bite from his jaws. After the fight Klackers played doctor and patched up Odra while the rest of us found a chest that stabbed Amani as she tried to move it. I busted out my tools and disabled the trap and unlocked the lock with some guidance from Amani. Inside was some scale mail, goggles, and sling bullets along with some gold.

We made it to Gravemist Hollow. Ashen grey ground littered with tattered banners and shattered, rusted weapons. Ghostly fog creeps across the ancient battlefield. Through the fog we saw movement. The figures of warriors locked in an endless ageless battle came into view. An army of ghastly figures don the syndicate regalia clash with a group of druids. The ground itself hummed and vibrated beneath our feet. We found some totems from the syndicate that seemed to be locking these spirits in battle and anchoring the fallen druids to this place. Amani walked out into the mist. 2 thralls lifted her up as if she was floating in the air. While meditating over her tomb one of the druids approached her and reached out a hand. In a flash the druid was gone and appeared back in the battle. Z'ed stared working on the anchor in this place to lift it. Odra walked up to the syndicate spirts and intimidated the hell out of them with her sheer presence. One of them squared up and moved towards her letting out a weeping moan to shake her resolve which was futile. Odra raised her sword and slashed through it with ease. It dissipated into the fog. Klackers successfully cleansed the blood soaked soil of the battlefield. I tried to assist Z'ed but made it worse actually. Spectral arms lashed out and struck at us. Everything around me was dazzling and I got a splitting headache for a second as I could feel my mind being assaulted by this place. Odra came over and assisted Z'ed and were able to dispel the node. As they did the fog lifted and the spirits dissipated and a still calmness settled upon the Grove. Maybe the druid spirits can finally know rest. Maybe if we are lucky we might be able to call upon them for aid shall we need it in the future.