Tribe of the Fallen Feather

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The trail of undead destruction leads you to the northwestern edge of Chult where the Mistcliff Mountains rise up in the sky. As you reach the foot of the mountains, the path of zombie tracks turns to a strange pattern of crisscrossing lines that drag through the dirt. A successful DC 11 Intelligence (Investigation) check reveals these to be the slithering tracks of a large snake. If the check succeeds by 5 or more, it reveals these as bone naga tracks. As the characters climb the mountain, they suddenly see through the trees slithering swarms of bone nagas approaching from all sides. Lightning bolts crack through the jungle, causing trees to snap and fall. Before the situation can turn truly dire, the Tribe of the Fallen Feather swoops in. You hear the beating of many wings. With a thump and a crash, a boulder suddenly drops atop one of the bone nagas from the sky. Birdfolk with colorful feathered plumes and beaded dress land on the mountainside surrounding you, all their spears turned toward your skeletal attackers. One of the birdfolk, lunges toward you, her sharp beak clicking and chirping softly inches from your face. She whistles suddenly to her tribe and then turns back to you, “Trust us, death hunter. We can get you out of here. The ocean wind whips violently along the Mistcliffs that mark the edge of Chult and a sheer thousand-foot drop into the sea below. Landing you atop this wall of volcanic rock, the aarakocra woman shouts over the wail of the wind: “I am…” She clicks twice and then whistles a series of trills. “…But you can call me Ikki. From the soaring skies, we spotted death hunters, like ourselves, in need, and we answered the call. Tell me… Were we wrong to do so? What brings you to our mountains, death hunters?” When the characters explain their business, continue: “Ah, we are all death hunters or death hunted in these times, it seems,” says Ikki, punctuating her thoughts with a chirp as she walks backward toward the cliff’s edge. “Very well. You must recover your strength with us. Welcome to our home. Follow me.” With that, Ikki steps off the cliff and disappears as she plummets downward.

 
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