Whip > ChickenHouse

Good lord. Where do I even start with this one?
 
We woke up in the morning and began our trek through the ruins towards the center of the city, following the.. magical leyline or whatever it was. In order to prevent a repeat of the day before, I made sure Marushka stayed directly behind me. Oswald basically lead the way, riding on his undead horse, while I was close keeping an eye out for beasties. The road was pretty shit, to be honest. More of a swamp than a road, bodies floated along the water, most bloated and looking to burst. At one point we actually came to a part of the roadswamp that was just a pile of corpses floating in the water, several on top of each other. If this was a trap, it was designed by a child. That aside, we didn't bother to chance it. No point getting into unnecessary combat. We decided to take the longer path and go around to circle back, rather than deal with the corpses. In this place, I wouldn't be surprised if they got up and began dancing. Nothing is sacred here.
 
It would be my luck, then, that instead of dealing with the obvious corpse trap that we instead ran into a group of cultists performing some sort of ritual. A summoning of some kind? I don't remember. Doesn't really matter. Marushka stepped up and countered their spell before it could complete, and we moved in in tried-and-true fashion and dispatched them all. While she might not be "Elaine" as I remember her, her penchant for just casting Fireball on everything is quite welcome. Despite any personal issues any of may have with any of the others, our combat effectiveness has been superb. However much we wished to get back to the main road to continue on, our journey was suddenly interrupted by the most bizarre thing I've ever seen: a giant hut with chicken legs walking on its own. As if Moira's BoatCart wasn't enough, someone out here had to be even more outlandish.
 
I wasn't sure exactly what it was, but Marushka must've recognized it immediately as she took off at the sight of it. Given the state of things, I assumed this was Baba Lysaga's place I've heard about. She ran towards Oswald, and swiftly hopped up onto the back of his horse. The two took off and the large ChickenHouse began running after them. I didn't know what to do, so I ran after them. I panicked, I guess. I don't know teleportation magics like some of the others, so I just started running. Thankfully I was able to keep up with the RoosterShanty, and with a well-placed strike with my whip into it's.. well, typically where a human's leg tendon is, it stopped completely. I was frankly stunned that it stopped. Against its size...? I don't see how, but it did. I knew I couldn't keep pace forever, so I took the opportunity to grab ahold of the HenKennel and pull myself up onto a.. patio? I'm not sure what else to call it.
 
Once I had gained my bearing and took in the situation, I noticed there was a door leading into the home, and I could see Marushka and Oswald riding out ahead of the fowl hut. It was hard to make out, but Marushka seemed to be curled against Oswald's back as they rode. I'd never seen her so scared before. I had hoped to give her some relief that her friends were not abandoning her, so I yelled out for her. And that's where I fucked up.
 
Coming from inside the PoultryShack came squeals from excited women and an exclaimation about a man. I hurriedly used my whip to pulley around the railing and tie to the door handle in attempt to brace the door from being opened. If what Marushla had told me about her vision the day before was true, and I was pretty damn sure now it was, these women were other "granddaughters" of Baby Lasagna, which meant they were hags, and I wanted no part of THAT. Next thing I knew, the door burst open despite my attempted to keep it from doing so, throwing me onto the ground in the doorway. Elaine appeared, shortly followed by Bryndon and Adumass. The hags attacked, but Adoofus used Bryndon as a shield, so they focused their attacks on Elaine. She was blasted off of the CockCastle before Adick began trying to.. I don't know, bargain? Something, with the hags. He had no luck.
 
Bryndon, however, was grabbed by the women, and pulled into the house before I could get ahold of him. The door slammed shut behind him, and then the entire SquabDen disappeared into thin air, dropping us to the ground where the dwelling once literally stood. It was about this time that Oswald and Marushka rode up to us, asking where Bryndon and Eerika had gone. We went over how Bryndon was taken, but none of us knew where Eerika had gone off to. I hope she didn't somehow manage to climb up into the hut and was now wandering around with some weird creature. I dunno. It just feels like something she'd do? I We decided our best option at this point would be to leave this Fane behind and go back north, in pursuit of Bryndon (and likely Eerika). We'll meet up with the Vistani caravan again, hopefully, and maybe glean some information from the wanderers...
 
I don't know whether to feel bad for Bryndon or the hags, really.