The Halfling Adam

The players found themselves surrounded by glittering eyes in doorways. An impulsive whimsy attacked immediately while Herbitha cast a flame to see what they were up against: hundreds of goblins. Herbitha whipped up a wall of water which was good thinking because blow darts began to hit the water, a few breaking through into the party. Shaking off the sleeping poison, The party followed Rolen into the system of roots and up into the plant he had touched on exiting the dungeon. They were immediately faced with the monstrosity they had been facing before. The rat creature shrieked often with an almost human sounding voice. Thinking quickly again, Herbitha spoke with the creature to bide them time and lure it into the vine which Rolen had once again cast a spell on, on Poisonblade's suggestion. They left to the sounds of far off conflict.

Heading a different direction the party came to an area of the old city that seemed to have been cultivated. Pressing inwards they heard a disembodied voice. Convincing the voice that they were there on noble intentions, Poisonblade got a chance to interact with a small, frightened humanoid. The first halfling any of them had seen. The tiny man revealed that he and many others like him were kept prisoner by the Nithen for unknown purposes.