Chapter 5: A Darkness in the Glades
The party moves, as usual, towards the sounds of danger. Moving out to the back dock, they can hear the eerie twill of the horn in the distance floating through the thick air of the swamp. There are a few flat-boats at the dock, and many long poles leaning against it. One of these easily fits five and so the group grabs one, sure to return it to its owner and several poles.
It is a few moments of comedy as the party tries their hands at poling the boat, it is not as easy as it may seem. Marissa is best at it, Folke quickly becomes second best, and its a two person job. After a few minutes going nowhere, or in circles, they suddenly get the hang of it and move off into the swamp.
The flat boats move slow but smooth and steady, they glide over things that might seem to be in the way, and don't seem likely to tip unless a giant alligator where to rise up and bite the boat in half, or a 50 foot snake drop down from a tree and sink the craft, both of which have been known to have happened.
Inas uses his skills to point out the deepest smoothest waters, and Saliq seems to have an unerring ear for the direction of the horn. It seems to take forever and the group passes several other small clusters of homes, built in twos or threes, connected by docks, bridges, even rope bridges, and some having wooden or reed walls raised about them. In time, they pass through a thick cluster of trees and see in the distance three homes. A large one built up high, two smaller ones connected but at water level. One of the homes is one fire. The docks below, silhouettes a battle going on. A group of men with pikes and spears are lined up against several forms that seem like gnarled trees. The horn is sounding from the upper house.
Even as the party approaches one of the men on the dock is grabbed and thrown some 40 feet into the swamp, crashing into the branches to lie floating in the dark water.
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