The Demonological Paradox two the demonic boogalooo

I am not sure who keep naming these quest posts. They certainly are...creative.

I got the spill. Abominations. Skin walkers. Disgusting monsters. Skin people. Everything was bad...I tried to leave and Bram did his damnest to keep me there. He said we could survive if I went...I wasn't too sure. We had gone to go shopping and somehow in all of that we got into a fight with a child and well, allgedly, someone spanked him unconscious. Piprim was getting roasted left and right by kids. I was still worried about our quest though.

We made it to some farmland and there they had effigies to something...a bad sign. They were destroyed by the last party; now they were here again. People were here. I had Gar go in and check the place out. It was empty. Someone came in and did the effigies. They ten left and fled into the woods.

This path brought us deep into the forest to more effigies and to a fork in the road. One direction we would find hags. The opposite something else that wasn't what we were hired for. So we went towards the hags. Dartan tried to sneak over and set the house on fire. In his armor he was less than stealthy.

They had come outside threatened us and combat started. They were epically powerful casters. Insect swarms and hold persons. They had these half hourse half human creatures along side them. It was disgusting and the attacks were relentless. The three hags were crafty and their minions were strong. Without Edwyna Piprim would be dead. Without me healing Dartan might have gone the same way.

I managed to back off a good ways, out of the bugs, away from the human centipede, away from the hags. From there I was able to stabilize us. A good farie fire. Some damage, Some healing. My best work happens when I am able to think. I don't do well under pressure. When given time to think I can make miracles happen. Sadly in the battle Dartan got a nasty bleed but we stemmed it.