Into the Wood
A goatherd's missing kid, a witch's warning, and a door beneath Mulchgrove going cold.
Before next session
The iron door is going cold — and the party knows it now
Maewyn warned the door was warm last spring; the party found it stone cold last session. Whatever was paying the heat has stopped — a clock is running.
Plant the well's three notes again
A child's voice hummed the well's three notes from below, then went silent at Tamsin's name. Reprise those notes when the party returns to twist the knife.
Gristle is waiting at the well-head
The goatherd is grieving but hopeful after hearing the humming. Bring him back on screen — he's owed an answer, and his debt to the party is still open.
Threads going cold, promises the party is still owed, and callbacks worth planting — drawn only from moments that survived citation-verification. Nothing here is invented.
Recent play
Down the Singing Well
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The Door Beneath Mulchgrove
The iron door is now fully cold; Maewyn's warning bore out.
The Goatherd's Favor
Met Gristle Thornback, a breggle goatherd; his kid Tamsin is missing down the well.
Quests & threads in flight
Find Tamsin in the well
QuestFind Gristle Thornback's missing kid, Tamsin, last seen at the singing well.
Learn what lies behind the iron door
QuestOpen or otherwise resolve the iron door beneath Mulchgrove before it finishes going cold.
The singing well
ThreadThe well outside Mulchgrove sings three notes of its own accord. In session 2 a child's voice hummed those same three notes from the bottom — a callback the party is chasing.
The iron door beneath Mulchgrove is going cold
ThreadSister Maewyn warns the iron door under the village was warm last spring and is now going cold — which she says is worse. The party found it stone cold in session 2.
Every tracked beat is anchored to a verified, verbatim moment of play — click a citation to hear the exact line at the table. Nothing here is invented.
Voices of the Wood
Gristle Thornback
wheezy; calls everyone "sproutling"
Waiting at the well-head after the party heard a child hum below
Sister Maewyn
low, deliberate; speaks in warnings and hedge-lore
Warning that the iron door beneath Mulchgrove is going cold
Old Crookjaw
sly, purring; trails off into a rattling chuckle; calls clients "little mice"
Offering to buy whatever the party pulled from behind the door