The WitherWild ~ Escape the Deep Woods

About the adventure

The one shot surrounds you being captured by the forest itself. You got separated and massive vines dragged you into the earth. You awake to the smell of cut grass. Around you are people you don't recognize. You have to find your way out. Can they help you? ~ The WitherWild is a campaign frame for Daggerheart that I've taken a liking to. For our purposes its a great backdrop for a story of people from vastly different backgrounds being forced to work together. If you are a fan of found family and uncovering mystery with a good helping of danger you'll like this one. We ll spending around 30 minutes making characters then play for around 2 hours. ~~~ The wider lore isn't really necessary for this one shot but if you'd like your character to be more interconnected with the world read on! # Lore Dump # Fanewick was once a place of great abundance and peace- dangerous to those unfamiliar with the land, but a cornucopia to those who respected its ways. When Haven invaded the wilds and forced the land into eternal spring, a dangerous bloom known as the Witherwild took hold and now threatens the lives of all who live there. Haven is the a creation of nobles who generations ago somehow killed a God named Shun’Aush the Granite Ophid. From its corpse rose a city with walls higher then mountains. The building and people live among its bones. Over the last 2 years a plague has begun to spread the turn people to stone. Colloquially referred to as Serpent Sickness. The only cure for which is found from a flower in Fanewick. Fanewick itself encompasses the rest of the landmass. A forest that stretches to every coast and filled with creatures mutated by magic. Haven desperate for a cure burned and pillaged the land and , under the guidance of Archmage Phylax, plucked the Reaping Eye from the Great Owl Nikta. This was the god that controlled the balance of growth and decay. With her Reaping Eye removed, Nikta can only watch over Fanewick with the Sowing Eye, forcing the land into everlasting spring. Now that there was endless spring Haven could mass farm the rare flower who only grew 1 out of 10,000 of the lady's Veil. Of course it wasn't that simple. With the endless spring came endless growth. Animals swell to massive size; trees warp, twist, and begin to hunt people; and vines creep along the forest floor, strangling all they touch. ' You may be of high status from Haven or Fanewick. In Haven this means nobility. Those who amassed wealth within the safety of the walls. The Serpent’s Sickness doesn't care much for coin however. In Fanewick this means you hold knowledge in coveted things. Those who can travel the forest safely or can teach. Maybe an engineer, hunter or historian. You may be raised among a community who have been among the trees for generations. Maybe you are part of the invading haven force. Or a spy sent from haven to scout the forest.