A dryad Queen is transformed into a terrible monster which destroys a village. There are two local fey that ask you to end its menace. A ghost of the village headman called Wilbur is distracted and thinks he is still alive but the fey won’t let him sleep. He’s actually dead and haunting the village. A ghoul named Dorsey is roaming the wilderness around the village searching for to coins for eyelids. The village pond has the perfectly preserved corpse of a beautiful woman bedecking in wedding jewelry lying in it. Fey spirits hiss “leave our Nyta alone and attack if the body is disturbed”. A boarded up well contains 3 angry Will i whisps that each drop a coin if destroyed. Two Coins have Wilbur scratched on them. One has Callitropsia carved on it. A poisoned grove near the village has a souped up treat/blight. If killed it has a wedding ring and a letter from a girl called Nyta to someone called callitropsia.
Essentially by reading the letter and speaking to the specters and the dryad you can find out the truth.
The village was one of the rare few that lived in harmony with the fey side by side in the fey forest. A young girl Nyta the Headman Wilbur’s daughter was betrothed to a young merchant called Dorsey. However a queen/king of Dryads Callitropsia fell in love with Nyta and tempted her away. Instead breaking off the engagement to Dorsy and intending to marry the Dryad. You never know whether because of enchantment or true love. Dorsey protested to the Headman who forbid the wedding to the Dryad offending the other fey greatly. He realizes he has no right to do this and unknown to Nyta changes his mind. This offends Dorsey.
A powerful but wicked fey told Nyta a secret to getting her way. Writing her fathers name on a coin an tossing into a forbidden well. She does this and her father is killed by a death curse.
The same fey tells Dorsey the same method to get his revenge and writes Wilbur’s name again on a coin and also the dryads name. Wilbur is doubly cursed and rises as a ghost. Callitropsia is turned into the scythe tree and kills Nyta at their wedding ceremony. Then destroys the village. The fey then spirit the corpse away to preserve in a pool of water. Cursing such a powerful few backfires on Dorsey and he is twisted into a ghoul to pay for his pettiness.
If Dorsey’s coins are returned to him his curse is broken and he can rest.
If Wilbur is given the coins he remembers his old role and what he did and he is laid to rest.
Destorying the scythe tree gains you the letter from Nyta explaining everything and also their wedding ring. This can be returned to Nyta’s body to quell the few spirits there and possibly earn a reward.
Nyta’s Letter
My beloved Callitropsia,
Every day I spend without you seems to drag on forever! The only thing left to do is to think of our coming wedding. Only you know how I long for this day to finally come. Each time I close my eyes, I see us, together. I see happy guests and tables set out for a feast, I smell the fragrance of flowers and fine cuisine, I hear cheerful music, I feel your touch as we whirl in dance. But even these dreams pale in comparison to the mere thought of the eternity we'll spend together. I shall love you forever, even after death, in every life after this one and across all of creation.
Only one thing disturbs my happiness. Do you know that someone tried to interfere with our wedding? My former groom, Dorsy, has talked father into trying to disrupt the ceremony. Picture this: father took it into his head that since he is a headman of our village, he can decide my fate! But don't you worry, my love — their plot has fallen apart. No gods could prevent our union, for a higher force is standing behind us. A few nights ago I dreamt of a mesmerizing maiden, who told me how to free myself out of my father's grip. I did everything as she told — I was so angry with him! Now, of course, I am beset with doubt — was it the right thing to do? Still, I hardly think any of this is more than pure superstition: such silliness cannot change how things are, and I could have dreamt up absolutely anything.
Think nothing of this, my love. Think only of me. I love you.
I cannot wait for our day!
Your Nyta"