Silvanost - the Planting

09 Hiddumont 348 AC

Knives and Grotto head to the tavern. They try a couple different places but finally find one that doesn't seem to mind catering to non-elves. It is near one of the city gates and seems to be mostly patronized by traders and caravaneers. Knives drinks, but cautiously enough to keep his wits about him. Grotto does the same. They both make small talk with other patrons but Knives tries to lead the conversation towards local troubles. It takes some time but it is eventually revealed, if the rumors are true, then hill giants and hobgoblins have been spotted in the northern reaches of the forest while goblins and ogres have been seen to the west. King Lorac's officers continue to claim that there is nothing to worry about, although patrols in both directions seem to be increasing. 

Kysek concludes with Cedron and Arthur, “Do as you will; but take great care and give it much thought. I need to get everyone together right now. I believe I may have found our purpose in this realm thanks to my new friend here.” He motions to Ornforithalas; continuing, “There may well be a war brewing. Let’s find and gather the others so we can explain in more detail.”

The two elves collect the party members who are available and bring them up to speed on the brewing war. As soon as Kysek and Onforithalas complete their briefing, Raven departs to watch the Planting Ceremony. 

Arthur joins Cedron in going to the clearing. "I shall return lady Agnes. I hope to continue our conversation." Agnes smiles and slips her arm into his, "Worry not, I will be attending accompany this ceremony Master Cedron has planned. And, you, good sir, will be my escort. I suspect that I am about to witness history in the making."

Cedron allows Agnes to lead the small group to the forest clearing she spoke of earlier in preparation of planting the Seed.

Raven and Agnes stop at what feels like a respectful distance and stand out of the way.

Cedron digs a small hole while he and Arthur pray to their god before dropping the Seed into the hole and covering it over. The results are immediate. A sapling bursts from the earth, growing rapidly both in height and girth. Buds appear on the branches and twigs before opening into broad, multilobed leaves. In less than a minute, a tree towering some 70' above the forest floor with a breadth of what must be at least 50' has grown. A bright light begins to shine between the bark ridges. That light expands into the shape of a door which opens to reveal a courtyard enclosed by fog and cobblestones. No other archways are visible within. No exit portal leading to the Isle of Iron Statues, Malazzarr's temple Lankhmar, Jack's Castle, or Idunn’s Grove stands within.


At the same time, worlds away on the planet of Faerûn, the ancient Netherese god of magical item creation looks up, his attention drawn to the connection that has just been made to his realm. He sends forth his awareness to investigate and discovers the portal from Krynn and the tree it is anchored to. He moves forward, ready to pass through but finds himself in the luxurious office of a scholar. Innumerable books, scrolls, clay tablets, and slate boards are piled one atop one another and every available flat surface. A bald man with a muttonchop beard and grave expression sits behind the heavy wooden desk in the center of the room. Without even looking up he says, "Welcome, Malazzarr. Please, be seated and make yourself comfortable. You will find refreshments to your left. Help yourself, we have much to discuss."

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