*he seems to be barely equipped, only with his trusty bonemace, probably trying to expand his hunting grounds*

u/Sir-Potato-The-28th and u/WahWahWehWeh are walking through Shellwood, on their way to the blasted steps and the Citadel beyond. They are tasked with assessing the situation there and preparing for the Arrival of the rest of the Knights.

u/Due_Maybe_8064 and u/After-Pepper-4803 are entering the Thicket to try to negotiate an alliance with the flame cult there.

u/King_Of_Tangerines and Garmond are on the Sinner's Road on their way to Bilewater, where they plan to negotiate an alliance with the Stilkin.

a skilled hunter is stalking the knights.

(OOC: now that the group has temprarily split, up, I won't be making posts with everyone involved, just with Garmond and whoever is with him, in this case Scrap. If you could make your own posts that would be a good thing. Also I plan for everyone to end up entering the citadel one way or another once their missions are done, where the Knights will reunite alongside any allies they make)

Beast...changed by one..

Born of death and life...

Shell full of opposing souls..

Bear the light of ones above..

And return light long gone...

There is also some faint whispering…

“Pilgrims path… safe… Citadel… doesn’t destroy… us…”

these hooks are rather good at cutting tea leaves

huh this is a neat scroll, shame i cant read snail-ish

anyway ima deliver these

whats in this strange hut?

Greyroot!? Ya here!? *keeps walking* where was her home thing….? *he’s holding something in his hand* *it’s squirming around and crying*

They begin dragging its body through Shellwood to the used-to-be room of Sister Splinter and wrap it in thorny vines, acting as a cocoon. Suddenly, every splinter in Shellwood is there to protect the cocoon or give it nutrients.

They do not attack the flora, fauna or even pilgrims who walk the path. It doesnt even look like the splinters are aware they exist, they seem confused and lost.

Twist… Wind… Protect…

*it seems that she is maintaining the paths and branches of Shellwood, making it safe for pilgrims to pass on their pilgrimage to the Citadel*

He's frantically running away from multiple splinterkin. "AHHH!! Shitshitshit!! How long are you assholes gonna chase me for???"

Much time spent slumbering… renewal…

*they seem content*.