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<blockquote data-quote="jbear" data-source="post: 6149950" data-attributes="member: 75065">The return journey is slowed down by the travois but following the pixie and verbeeg, the ground cover good ground never the less. Twilight descends over Porpherio's Garden again. The full moon begins to rise. On your way to the fey camp, you approach the toadstool ring through which you came to this isle. There, the pale light reveals large groups of fey. On the eastern bank is Uma with her nymphs and pixies. On the other side is Ragnar, satyrs and wilden at his flanks. Farther away, Oakstaff straddles the stream.&quot;Ill met by moonlight, proud Uma,&quot; Ragnar says. &quot;The old knight summons us to speak.&quot;&quot;Speak of what, brash Ragnar?&quot; Uma says. &quot;Your haughty wrath extinguishes civil words and fans the flames of war between us.&quot;&quot;Here come the strangers,&quot; Ragnar says. &quot;Let them speak. Then I'll have done with you.&quot;&quot;Peace,&quot; says Oakstaff &quot;Be still.&quot;All eyes turn to Orlando.&quot;Come, dear one,&quot; says Uma. &quot;We shall protect you.&quot; The dryad extends her hand to Orlando, but Ragnar pounds his spear on his shield.&quot;Think that you can protect him?&quot; thunders the giant. &quot;Bring him to me!&quot;Basal smirks and purrs &quot;Now we will see ...&quot; He moves to join Ragnar's side.&quot;Peace!&quot; booms Oakstaff &quot;Be still!&quot;Both groups look to the adventurers to speak. Orlando looks momentarily lost for words.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="jbear, post: 6149950, member: 75065"] The return journey is slowed down by the travois but following the pixie and verbeeg, the ground cover good ground never the less. Twilight descends over Porpherio's Garden again. The full moon begins to rise. On your way to the fey camp, you approach the toadstool ring through which you came to this isle. There, the pale light reveals large groups of fey. On the eastern bank is Uma with her nymphs and pixies. On the other side is Ragnar, satyrs and wilden at his flanks. Farther away, Oakstaff straddles the stream. [COLOR=#008000]"Ill met by moonlight, proud Uma,"[/COLOR] Ragnar says. [COLOR=#008000]"The old knight summons us to speak."[/COLOR] [COLOR=#b22222]"Speak of what, brash Ragnar?"[/COLOR] Uma says. [COLOR=#b22222]"Your haughty wrath extinguishes civil words and fans the flames of war between us."[/COLOR] [COLOR=#008000]"Here come the strangers,"[/COLOR] Ragnar says. [COLOR=#008000]"Let them speak. Then I'll have done with you."[/COLOR] [COLOR=#8b4513]"Peace,"[/COLOR] says Oakstaff [COLOR=#8b4513]"Be still." [/COLOR]All eyes turn to Orlando. [COLOR=#b22222]"Come, dear one,"[/COLOR] says Uma. [COLOR=#b22222]"We shall protect you."[/COLOR] The dryad extends her hand to Orlando, but Ragnar pounds his spear on his shield. [COLOR=#008000]"Think that you can protect him?"[/COLOR] thunders the giant. [COLOR=#008000]"Bring him to me!" [/COLOR]Basal smirks and purrs [COLOR=#006400]"Now we will see ..." [/COLOR]He moves to join Ragnar's side.[COLOR=#006400][/COLOR] [COLOR=#8b4513]"Peace!"[/COLOR] booms Oakstaff [COLOR=#8b4513]"Be still!" [/COLOR]Both groups look to the adventurers to speak. Orlando looks momentarily lost for words. [/QUOTE]

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