Re: 1372: The Year of Wild Magic: Day 189
"See, Byron. What did I tell you? Willy-Whisps. I ran into one years ago in the Dales. Well, my, err, team and I. Steel and wood were useless, as was our wizard. She was mostly useless anyway, and a real lecher, but she didn't deserve getting electrocuted like that. We ran for it, and it still managed to kill half of us before we got out of the marshes."
She stares off into the woods for a minute. "Everyone needs to get back in the tower and wait for daylight. We're much stronger than my old bandit ... I mean adventuring group, but we shouldn't be floundering around in the dark."