After returning from his hunting trip, Serribon is unhappy to report that the next day or so will see the caravan slogging through knee-high water and muck as the land ahead sinks below the water table.
While Ibram enters mortal combat with his digestive system, Vargas, Miriam, and Serri take the gnomes on into the swamp and right into the jaws of a giant carnivorous plant. True to form, without the party meatshield around to attract attention, Serri ends up half-dead and covered in disgusting goo.
Later, Brrk and some of the gnomes have been chowing down on some honey-coated insect eggs they scrounged up from god knows where. The “honey” turns out to be addictive slurm, and our little charges start going into heavy withdrawal when the sweets run out. So its up to Miriam, Ibram, and Serribon to track down more so Vargas can come up with an antidote. A leisurely afternoon’s ride, turning over a few damp leaves and rotting stumps – what’s the worst that could happen?
Short answer? A centipede the size of a tractor-trailer.