For days you’ve heard the calls of the thing. The howls in the night, the unforeseen and uncommon storms, the lights in the skies and in the hills. Even this far from the dreaded places, who could avoid the grotesque sounds? The woeful sights? Something has been awoken in the Wildlands, but none were brave enough to traverse them to find out what. It was no one’s business in Helmsmouth what happened in the Wildlands. Nor was it the prerogative of any villages such as find their location in those same woods to send for aid. That is, until today.