Two druid scouts noticed the dead emerge from the sacred crypt beneath the tree. Soothing Blossom and the druids defend themselves the best they can but the attacks become more powerful each time they occur. The dead attack the Tree-Bark Tribe each night. He waits for and demands the bodies of the two fallen comrades. Somehow, Wise Leaf learned that Soothing Blossom broke their tradition. Wise Leaf and many other traditional druids interred in the crypt came back from the dead. She ignored how powerful traditions can be. But some things should better stay as they were. She simply does things differently from Wise Leaf. Most other things she does bolster the tribe’s position, power, wealth, and numbers. No one questions Soothing Blossom’s methods but many harbor doubts. Their incinerated bodies became ashes and fused with the soil again, waiting to be reborn. The new ritual consisted in sending them adrift on the river and shooting a burning arrow at the rafts.
Both of their comrades were put on a boat, accompanied by their belongings with hay and twigs bathed in oil and tree sap. Her decade as the leader has had two deaths. But for the past ten years, Soothing Blossom dictated that they would not continue the old-fashioned ritual of interring the dead in the crypt. There have not been many burial ceremonies in the 300 years of history of the Tree-Bark tribe. Ten years under Soothing Blossom’s guidance have changed the Tree-Bark Tribe. Her position is not questioned but her revolutionary ideas and Wise Leaf’s old-fashioned methods are too contradictory to ignore. His successor, Soothing Blossom, is a strong-willed half-elf with a different worldview. It has been ten years since Wise Leaf, the former leader of the druids, left this world. Tradition has dictated this custom for centuries. The Tree- Bark Tribe buries their dead in a crypt beneath a magical tree with an elder’s face, found within their forest. Others died while on duty, fighting to save a forest from evil hags, or protecting a farmers’ hamlet from werewolves. Some of them have perished from natural causes. However, they understand death is part of life. A three-hundred-year-old village that barely subsists thanks to the druids’ long lifespans. There are humans, elves, gnomes, and even a few halflings and half-orcs in their numbers. Their tribe does not judge the heritage of those who wish to join them. The Tree-Bark Tribeĭeep in the woods beyond the Western Plains lives a large community of druids. When people stop caring, they tend to forget rituals or rites that once were crucial to their culture. Some people are extremely proud of their traditions they devote their lives to the preservation of a certain custom or practice. Millenarian customs acquire more strength, sentimental meaning, and philosophical depth with every generation. The numerous cultures and communities in the world are different from each other because of their traditions. They went mad and restless! We ignore what corrupted them but they must be dealt with!
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