After their
mad scramble, the Rogues stand at the edge of the massive tree they'd ascended to the top of, looking over the scene in front of them with no small amount of awe.
The Mrlssti have built an entire civilization among the treetops, with wooden plazas, buildings, and spiraling staircases all blending in with the ancient, strong trees. The treetops are connected to each other by sturdy rope and plank bridges, and the nearest grouping of huts and rooms built into the bark of a tree even has its own landing pad and grain siloes.
What the Mrlssti have done here is more impressive than any weaponry could ever be.