Previously On…
Our intrepid adventurers found themselves locked in a battle of shadows and light, their fates hanging in the delicate balance of arcane energies and the will to survive.
In the heart of a mystical glade, they faced the formidable shadow dragon, Ghrukt, a creature of nightmarish power and darkness.
First, Krampus, the enigmatic warforged, struck true with a poisoned dart, infusing the dragon with a chaotic venom that sowed the seeds of its downfall.
Meanwhile, Harold, the nimble halfling, sprinted with a determined pace, wielding the Drift Globe like a beacon of hope, thrusting its luminous fury into the dragon's loathing gaze.
Amidst the chaos, Arlie, the kender cleric, channeled her divine magic into the arcane crucible, amplifying its potent energies, while the brave elven refugees, united in their cause, unleashed a volley of arrows, striking Ghrukt with unerring precision.
But the shadow dragon, enraged by the encroaching light, retaliated with a breath of utter blackness, engulfing Thaddeus and several elves in its suffocating embrace.
Yet, hope flickered in the dark, as Dalamar and Zhelsuel, the elven mages, unleashed a torrent of magic missiles, piercing Ghrukt's shadowy hide.
As the dragon succumbed, its shadowy breath dissipated, revealing the motionless forms of the fallen, their own shadows crawling ominously over them, malevolent specters.
In this dire moment, Aylryc, the blue dragonborn fighter, charged across the battlefield, unleashing a ferocious bolt of lightning from his great maw.
Thus Ghrukt inhaled the crackling brightness and was illuminated from within, its form rigid in the electric embrace before collapsing lifelessly to the ground.
With the dragon vanquished, the survivors, fueled by desperation and unity, turned their focus to the Arcane Crucible.
Elves and adventurers alike channeled their arcane reserves, driving the crucible to its zenith.
Then, in a climactic surge of wild magic from Bubo, reality itself tore asunder, pulling our heroes into an ethereal void.
In the timeless expanse, between realms Krampus feels the chaotic energies wax.
Freedom beckons, but Krampus chooses to turn its magical potential not towards freedom, but instead into Thaddeus, the one party member who had honored Krampus with sincere fear, respect, and honor.
Krampus grabs hold of a whisker of chaotic magic and winds it around the darkened thread of Thad's fate-line.
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The Fae Wilds!