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<blockquote data-quote="Once a Fool" data-source="post: 2661061" data-attributes="member: 35783"><p><strong>Chapter Eleven</strong></p><p></p><p><strong>Crone.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>What in the infernal maelstrom of elements and energy gave birth to that wench? And why couldn't she speak plainly?</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>Heart of the Forest. How are a bunch of bureaucratic, tree-hugging, effeminate (except for Crone) elves not going to know what the Heart of the Forest is unless it doesn't exist?</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>No one knew. Hence, it didn't exist.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>Merv hated to embark on a mission unprepared.</strong></p><p></p><p>"Let me borrow your grappling hook."</p><p></p><p><strong>"No."</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>Lo Chi had been bugging him the entire way. Now she wanted to climb an enormous hickory; it was fifty feet up to the lowest branch.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>What was wrong with that girl? She knew there were elven arrows pointed at all of them. Unseen, but there.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>But she really wanted to climb that tree. Eventually, she started without any help.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>Merv looked back. ten feet up; pretty good climber. Twenty; like a little gnomish monkey. Thirty; Merv started to consider what kind of booby traps he might need on a wall, just in case he ever had to defend one from the gnome. Forty feet up and...she fell.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>Evangeline was at her side; Lo Chi was alive. Merv rode on. At least she was unconscious, now.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>The trees were getting bigger, thinning out the undergrowth even more. This part of the forest must have been ancient, even for the elves.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>Merv traveled in uncomfortable silence. His steed had been difficult to obtain; even though Merv and the elf had liberated the horses from the Lost Haven, their previous owners still claimed them. Suddenly this sorry lot of refugees had a commodity and, as quickly as that, a new power center emerged.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>Merv didn't have anything to bargain with and, in the end, could only borrow the horse. Merv hated to owe something.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>Sunlight glittered through the leafy rooftop for the first time since he had entered Elven lands. The trees had separated into a wide corridor, stretching on beyond the horizon.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>Merv decided to wait and see if anything bad happened to the other members of the party when they entered the unnatural path. They seemed alright...</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>Lo Chi woke sometime before camp was set up for the night, slung over Ororck's shoulder. She was not entirely useless. At least she knew how to spice up a meal, even if she did use supernatural methods.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>Merv did not like this place. Evangeline figured they should have reached the river by now, but the wooded corridor had no apparent end.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong><em>What does this Crone want with an Eye of Illusions, anyway?</em></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>Merv kept coming back to that question throughout the remainder of their journey.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>The next day, their path deviated none, until, as morning waned, the corridor widened into a clearing, at the center of which, an ugly chunk of granite beckoned. It was shaped vaguely as a small house, ten foot by ten, twice as tall.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>A doorway lured them in.</strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Once a Fool, post: 2661061, member: 35783"] [b]Chapter Eleven[/b] [b]Crone. What in the infernal maelstrom of elements and energy gave birth to that wench? And why couldn't she speak plainly? Heart of the Forest. How are a bunch of bureaucratic, tree-hugging, effeminate (except for Crone) elves not going to know what the Heart of the Forest is unless it doesn't exist? No one knew. Hence, it didn't exist. Merv hated to embark on a mission unprepared.[/b] "Let me borrow your grappling hook." [b]"No." Lo Chi had been bugging him the entire way. Now she wanted to climb an enormous hickory; it was fifty feet up to the lowest branch. What was wrong with that girl? She knew there were elven arrows pointed at all of them. Unseen, but there. But she really wanted to climb that tree. Eventually, she started without any help. Merv looked back. ten feet up; pretty good climber. Twenty; like a little gnomish monkey. Thirty; Merv started to consider what kind of booby traps he might need on a wall, just in case he ever had to defend one from the gnome. Forty feet up and...she fell. Evangeline was at her side; Lo Chi was alive. Merv rode on. At least she was unconscious, now. The trees were getting bigger, thinning out the undergrowth even more. This part of the forest must have been ancient, even for the elves. Merv traveled in uncomfortable silence. His steed had been difficult to obtain; even though Merv and the elf had liberated the horses from the Lost Haven, their previous owners still claimed them. Suddenly this sorry lot of refugees had a commodity and, as quickly as that, a new power center emerged. Merv didn't have anything to bargain with and, in the end, could only borrow the horse. Merv hated to owe something. Sunlight glittered through the leafy rooftop for the first time since he had entered Elven lands. The trees had separated into a wide corridor, stretching on beyond the horizon. Merv decided to wait and see if anything bad happened to the other members of the party when they entered the unnatural path. They seemed alright... Lo Chi woke sometime before camp was set up for the night, slung over Ororck's shoulder. She was not entirely useless. At least she knew how to spice up a meal, even if she did use supernatural methods. Merv did not like this place. Evangeline figured they should have reached the river by now, but the wooded corridor had no apparent end. [i]What does this Crone want with an Eye of Illusions, anyway?[/i] Merv kept coming back to that question throughout the remainder of their journey. The next day, their path deviated none, until, as morning waned, the corridor widened into a clearing, at the center of which, an ugly chunk of granite beckoned. It was shaped vaguely as a small house, ten foot by ten, twice as tall. A doorway lured them in.[/b] [/QUOTE]
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