Myru, Cedeore, Zog, and two newcomers; Athao and Dolgrin, set out to find the elven woman in the western Rampart Mountains. They spotted her briefly on the first day, after locating one of her mistletoe plants, and tracked her to a rock out croping on the next ridge. When they arrived, however, there was no sign of her passing.
Leaving a message scrawled in Druidic, the party sought a defensible camp after being warned by Zog that she would likely come for them in the night, with her wolves. Selecting a location at the base of a near vertical escarpment, they settled in with a freshly hunted deer and some rabbits to wait.
Sure as clockwork, the elf made her presence known by dropping pebbles onto the encampment from the top of the escarpment. She warned them again to leave and never return; saying only death awaited them. Her disdain for Dolgrin and Zog became quite clear during the cryptic conversation. Meanwhile, Athao circled around and up the escarpment to try and get close to her.
Laying a trap along the path she took, Athao waited until the conversation ended. Just as the elf was about to step into the trap, Athao fired a warning shot from his bow and parlayed with her at bow point. The elf was hesitant to attack, but pointed out that Athao was alone. What words they exchanged are Athao's to share, but he let her go after a short conversation without bloodshed.
Traveling east, the party made their way across Caechlan Pass and to the eastern side of the Lion's Valley. In the night they were visited by a strange glowing blue light that they could communicate with, albeit only with yes or no questions. Blinking once for yes, and twice for no, the mote of spiritual energy eventually convinced the party to follow it through the moonlit night.
As they traveled Myru and Cedeore realized that they were being taken back to the Ashen Vale. The light seemed to indicate that there was no danger there, but the party was still quite wary; especially those who had visited the vale the week before. Cautiously approaching the blackened ash covered valley floor, Cedeore and Myru began detecting for undead and magic. Soon, however, battle was joined with the charred skeletons that seem to infest the area.
This time, however, the battle was different. While skeletons rose from the ashes like before, a second group came up and over the hillside behind the party, cutting off their escape up the switchback. And worse yet, a second mote of bluish spiritual energy arrived with them, changing color to and angry purple which began to emit lightning at Zog and some others. The first light also came over after a time and attacked.
The battle was ferocious, and the spheres of light seemed to be the most dangerous of the opponents, nearly killing Myru with a single bolt of energy. Eventually, however, the skeletons were destroyed and the motes of light retreated; one seriously damaged by Cedeore's divine smite. At this point, the black blob in the center of the vale made itself known, and began moving toward the party.
The party, however, decided that discretion was the better part of valour and retreated – returning to Stone's Throw the next evening after a hurried march. (Also, it was quite late).