pneumatik's WotBS 2 - The Indomitable Fire Forest of Innenotdar


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"No! No, no, you can't take. It's all I have. Of her. I, um ... She might want to hurt me. I won't go see her. She wants- I took- I have some of Anyariel's hair. I know it's what Timbre wants. I suppose it belongs to her, if it belongs to anyone. You can't take it, but I can give it to you. " She starts to move towards the cave on the edge of the lake. "Wait. Even if I atone for my sins, even if Timbre forgives me for ... what I did, how will it help Innenotdar?"
 

"It is conceivable that if our mission is successful, that we can return Innenotdar to the way it was before Indomitability."
 


Gwenvere looks at the surrounding flames, then down at the layer of ash on the water. "She loved this forest. I'll try to help you bring it back." She enters the cave. She returns holding a two-foot length of vibrant blonde hair in a copper clip. "This is the last I have of Anyariel. I- It came from her shrine in her village." She walks up to the party at the edge of the water. "This was all we had left of Anyariel. Timbre put it in the shrine the elves built to Anyariel. That's where I got it." She presents the lock of hair to the party.
 

Shaylir takes the clip of hair into her little hands reverently. She looks at the golden lock and then back to the sad hag. "Don't worry," she says solemnly. "Perhaps when this is all over the lock will go back to the shrine. And I will tell Timbre of your devotion and love of Anyariel and of this forest. I will get her to promise to let you visit this as often as you like."

She turns to the others. "Getting really dark. Do we stay here or head back?"
 

"Thank you, Gwenvere. We understand how difficult it must be for you to part with this, but we appreciate your sacrifice in helping us extinguish these flames." Hollister nods, and then turns to Shaylir. "We should head back to the safety of the village. Who knows what manner of creatures hunt these woods by night?"
 

Liiros Tivaniel, crusader of Corellon Larethian

Liiros has difficulty figuring out what to say to Gwenvere, and isn't sure how any of this will help end the curse of Innenotdar. But he does offer what little optimism he can find in this situation: "Perhaps what is left of Anyariel will help in some way to connect with whatever power is binding Indomitability, through Anyariel's sword and essence? Perhaps it may provide some magical link to help break the curse or release the spirit. I do not know. Magic is odd that way, and I am no mage."

He bows and begins to leave, slowly at first, until the others join him in departing for the village.

[sblock=ooc]Meant to post something last week, but the previous week I just figured Shaylir and Hollister were handling the meeting with Gwenvere well enough and there was little Liiros could add. I'll try to pay more attention to EN World, I'm just rather busy this month.[/sblock]
 

Shaylir falls in line with the others as they head back around the lake to the seela village. Before getting out of sight of Gwenvere she looks back and waves, giving the poor creature a smile of reassurance.

"I think tomorrow I best prepare for a big fight." she says with determination. "No way that ol' fire-eyed meanie is going to win."
 

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