We lost two guards over night, both of them had small blow-darts sticking out of their throats. When the remaining guards went to move the corpses, it was as if their bones had melted inside of their body, and only flesh and organs were holding their limbs together. Captain Merra took a single glance at the gruesome sight, carefully removing one of the darts for inspection. “We have entered Troglodyte territory, I need every guard to stay alert, ready your shields.”
After that speech, most of the party dispersed back to the tents. But Captain Merra signaled to me, that she wanted to talk. “You dabble in plants and potions, yes?” I merely nodded; now was not the right time to lecture her about what a herbalist was and wasn’t. “I need you to make some basic anti-venom potions, preferably enough for every man or woman to have at least two potions at hand.” I could sense the desperation in her voice, and with the knowledge of her having survived three expeditions like this into the jungle before, made me realise that our situation was dire.
I put aside my studies and began, with the basic potion kit to make antidote potions. The guards were more than happy to help with gathering ingredients. The Tabaxi trackers spotted the Troglodytes from time to time, but the reptiles kept their distance for now. Tensions were getting higher, as Captain Merra and the guards seemed to become less and less fond of our expedition’s fund-raiser, Don Kelprys, who insisted that we kept going deeper into the jungle. I don’t believe anyone, except him, knew what we hoping to find.
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