It took longer then normal to traverse the forested area even with guides who knew the area well in Dru and Helzebeth. It was a slow crawl trying to not draw any attention. It was hard considering branches, leaves and such were everywhere. Winter had passed and now it was spring. That was the good news. It meant less decaying and dry leaves on the ground, therefore, less noise. However, one still had to watch their step carefully. One tumble from unsure footing would make a crash some one was sure to hear. They traveled as close as they could to the road, knowing they would need it to point them to the Sorrow's Spring.
They couldn't have missed, not because of what they saw, but because of what they heard. They heard fighting up ahead. Clanking of weapons hitting shields and the ring of swords clashing. It sounded as if a small party were battling, more than just Blue, the one who said he would be here. Upon getting closer to the Sorrow's Spring they could see the Illithid clashing with the mixed forces. He was using Water Magic mostly to protect himself and stop blows. But he wasn't the only one fighting. Other Gnolls were fighting the enemies. The Gnolls the party had met before, though they had a new one with them. Cookie landed side by side with Blue, they nodded. as Blue jetted the Gnoll forward using Water. Somehow the Gnoll carried that momentum through the air, and arrived at his target battering him into a tree breaking several of his bones with a resounding snap. The enemy Gnoll slumped to the ground in a heap, looking pathetic and broken as he lie there like a sack of wet potatoes. Skinner came up behind another Gnoll defending himself from Tiny's barrage of brute strength. He slit the poor bastard's throat from behind, snickering while he did it. Squirmy was ducking and diving along with Montebanke. The 2 danced between blows and cut at weak spots that opened in their sloppy recoveries. They had killed these few, but they were ragged and worse for wear. These Gnolls were no slouches and put up quite a fight from the looks of things. There was a break in the action for now, and they had yet to notice the hero's approach.