The Other Boot Drops

I... I'm not sure where to begin. So much has happened, and so much is... wrong.
 
We made it near the top of the mountain, only to find a scene straight from a nightmare; Noelani's nightmare, to be specific. The mysterious figure that had shot the arrow at Aerylin was none other than Vulfy Annanar, the Drow that we had met just before we ran from the Mind Flayers. There were two Magecrest scouts who were wrapped in the webs, one hanging from the top of a massive cave, one lying in front. Suddenly, the biggest spider I have ever seen emerged from the cave, its fangs as long as long swords. A drow sorceress also stepped forward, congratulating Vulfy on his success. The spider made a quick meal of the scout on the ground, killing him quickly, thankfully. His screams and thoughts were horrifying to hear, but there was nothing we could do. We found out that the house of Doz'Valak was behind the attack on this mountain as the sorceress complimented her "pet" Vulfy. And then they turned to us...
 
Just before she sicked her spider on us, we decided to make a run for it. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw an elf cutting the remaining scout free from his bindings and pulling him to safety on top of the cave. We would later find out that her name was K, and the scout she had saved was Connor. We scattered pretty quickly once the fight started. Noelani launched wild magic at the beast, confusing it and causing it to attack Vulfy instead of us. While the sorceress prepared spells, I cast Silence and tried to book it out of there. Aerylin provided cover for K with some illusion magic, while Borris's swords were blocked by a counterspell from the drow. Noelani shot another one of her bombs at the spider, the wild magic surrounding the spider creating a sort of super-charged effect. The bomb became as bright as daylight, blinding the spider as it continued to attack Vulfy. In addition to that, Noelani somehow managed to steal the drow talisman from the sorceress, pocketing it for later. The sorceress attempted to revive Vulfy, but Noelani and I made sure he stayed down... Although, I have a feeling that we will see him again.
 
I've never felt so alive before. There's nothing like surviving certain death and coming out of it without a scratch. We were blessed by Chauntea, and it clearly wasn't our time. We were on top of the world after that fight- literally! K explained that she had come from a monastery in Orc territory, and we learned how Connor and his scouts were ambushed. He also mentioned that Mind Flayers were giving the drow some issues within their home. We began to scout the valley with our eyeglasses and confirmed that the secret plans we had found were genuine. Then, we saw it: Every mountain had similar webs on the surface, which could only mean that they were already drow controlled. It went deep into Moradin Theocracy territory, which bodes ill for any help we could have received from them. We sent out our reports and sent a message to the gnome bard Middlefink that she needed to return to the Prince.
 
As we prepared to leave, we saw something impossible. I still can't believe it, and I've stood on it. The goblins, somehow, managed to make their mountain fly. I've never seen magic of this sort before. After having our fill of staring in shock, we began to descend from the mountain, the air continuing to grow colder and as storms began to surround us and the peak of every mountain. We realized that Noelani's dream was a sign that she could somehow summon the power that was creating the storms. I thought for a time that the storms were due to Noelani's deity, Odin, but alas I was proven wrong. When Noelani raised the talisman from the sorceress, lightning struck us all, knocking us flat.
 
When I came to, I felt... Different. My connection to Chauntea was strained, and there was something else. Something dark, almost whispering in my ear, full of anger and unbridled hatred. I still feel it even now. After gathering our wits, the awful truth came to light. Lolthe, the spider queen deity of the drow, had given us a boon on accident. The artifact Noelani had taken was meant to deliver this reward to Lolthe's followers to prepare them for an invasion. She was extremely un-pleased that we had received the blessing instead of the sorceress. However unpleased she was, I can promise that it was less than how horrified I am to receive the boon. My connection to Chauntea is frayed at the moment, and while it may return to full strength soon, I feel unclean and disgusted. Regardless of my own feelings about it, it has given us an advantage: We now know the true depth of the invasion. Through the boon, we can sense that drow throughout the entire world are rising to the surface to invade our lands. Their numbers are vast and possibly unending.
 
We made out way back to the flying mountain and to the Prince, informing him of these developments as he bombed the orc army with artillery stones that had been planted behind their lines. Comets flew in from the sky, devastating them as we flew away. We filled in the Prince, and borrowed one of the Goblin mage's flying barges to start flying north to Borris's home.
 
There's too much going on... The world is getting colder due to something happening in Borris's homeland, the Tall One is still roaming near Greenhorn (although he seems like small potatoes now compared to everything else), the drow are invading everywhere, Aerylins homeland is shattered and she is being hunted by a demon, Noelani has a mission from Odin, my sister is shipwrecked on an island, and my parents are right in the line of fire in the Grove... I need to write my folks. I'm sure it will be an awkward conversation, but I need them to get out of the Grove and into southern Magecrest. I'm so tired. We're just five people! How did all of this end up on our laps? Why does it feel like no one else is doing anything to stop everything wrong with the world? What can we do?
 
Why us?