2nd Seojungsday of Spring's Birth, Second Age 1853: On the 2nd Qindirsday of Spring's Birth, we journeyed to the ancient oak, where Isenara noted footprints in the snow, curiously dragged toward the tree as if by some unseen force. Malakar’s communion with the resident spirit was a fascinating display of spiritual attunement, granting us entry into the realm of winter with remarkable ease. The transition into this otherworldly domain sparked my curiosity—what secrets might this fae-touched place hold?
Within, we encountered a sentient gourd, self-proclaimed steward in the dryad’s absence. Its skepticism of our intentions was intriguing, suggesting a complex hierarchy within this realm. Though it would not heed our assurances, the ensuing conflict was less compelling to me than the discovery of a missing mother and child, safe but displaced. The chamber we later reached, suffused with a decaying aura, housed undead leshies—vampiric, according to the glow Drustanus' symbol began to give off. Their presence raised questions about the corruption of natural spirits; what force could twist leshies so?
The dryad’s rescue was the true prize. Her gratitude manifested in naming Malakar guardian of her forest and opening her fae realm to us—a privilege ripe with potential for study. I long to explore this domain, to converse with its denizens and uncover its lore. The dryad’s trust in us suggests a bond we might nurture, perhaps through dialogue with Malakar, now tied to this place. My mind is alight with the possibilities of what knowledge awaits in these enchanted woods.
With Lady Aria's decree to wait for Selestiel's return, I may finally have time to perform some experiments and study. It will be a nice change of pace from constant adventuring.