In the twilight of the fading last battle of Avegnum's martial career - at least for the present time if Kaellanna has her way with him - the final visible drow absconds with his soul internalized in to the row of animated trees trying to finish the remaining party members. Unsuccessful in the attempt the trees continue to thrash about at the invisible bubble surrounding the mercury man, surrounding the remaining members. Leaving the armored and slimed corpse of the giant Vik'Gotror at the foot of the animated tree-line, to be pulled into the trees and the ground beneath them, the party moves north into the cleared area where they fought the scorrow for a second time, beyond the grasp of the animated undergrowth and the lashings of the animated trees. Pausing in the north end of the clearing, crowding around the newly arrived skeletally clad man on a skeleton horse, the party takes a pause to heal a bit.
"I need to heal Tara," Kaellanna says to the group, "at least enough so she can make the journey back to Vik's camp site. Anyone else on the verge of death?" She looks around at the group taking each into account before ignoring them and healing her feline companion a couple times with her wand. "Who invited the undead cavalry?" Kaellanna asks bitterly to no one in particular. "Vel seems happy to see it here. Figures, the unnatural is drawn to the unnatural."
