Session 19 - Against the Twisted Branch

27th Marpenoth 1371 DR
Almost Dawn
Lair of the Twisted Branch Lizardfolk
Cold, damp, and dark within the twisting mangaroo branches

With stealth the Heroes managed to slip unnoticed into the Lair of the Twisted Branch Lizardfolk... Just as two large groups of Lizardfolk were waking for their dawn feasts, the Heroes waded into them and dispatched them just as more reinforcements arrived only to face the same fate. Now the sounds of many other Lizardfolk waking and moving to join the fray are deafening. Their roars surely to be heard all the way back to Blackwall Keep. The time for stealth is over. By now the entire lair is abuzz with the action at hand. Two score Lizardfolk have fallen to our Heroes; and more likely.

Peculiar, is a single slain Lizardfolk warrior that seems to be bulging at the abdomen and expanding. As if a tumultuous writhing war is festering in his gut…Though something is obviously about to happen, all stare in morbid fascination as he bursts open and a thousand small green wiggling worms burst from his belly, spewing out into the muck and shallow puddles where this wretched creature lies...they look hungry like then need to find a new host.



Storn…?