Shadowbrook

Back at the Blackstar the band had focused their attention on their equipment before cleaning themselves. Now, they made their way down to eat; drink and converse on the deeds done and the adversaries they had faced.

They took a corner afterwards for more ale and to relax.

"Well, that's that then. Where are we off to now" said Gideon.

Everyone looked to Caleb for the answer.

"We stay" he said. " What is clear is this place has many troubles and horrors. If we left now we would surely leave these people in a plight beyond their means to counter"

That was enough. They talked of other things.

It was an uneventful month that followed. 

They circulated in the area gathering information but nothing was ever evidence. No strange happenings occurred.

Zachariah had returned after delivering the girl to a safe haven. Time would tell if she would return. The miller had been told of her delivery to a safe haven and was grateful if sad at the prospect of not seeing his daughter for a long time, if ever.

But Shadowbrook was never meant for a peaceful existence.

Was it the place? The people? Or both together?

The mayor came to them one day and spoke of troubling signs in the Old Wood. Few people ventured there as it was long thought to be a haven for witches and dark forces. But someone had and recounted a tale of finding evidence of a sacrifice to the Old Gods.

Caleb said they would investigate.