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<blockquote data-quote="Moe Ronalds" data-source="post: 1512487" data-attributes="member: 2083"><p>When Cri arrived in the Dryad’s grove, he leapt off his horse and gave her a wave. “Well howdy there Phelia!”</p><p></p><p>Phelia’s eyes perked up with surprise at the blundering oaf entering her abode. “…Hello, Cri.” She said, her voice dripping with exasperation. “What brings you he-” Her eyes grew wide. “I… I sense a disturbance in the forrest. Like a single voice crying out in pain.”</p><p></p><p>“It’s Bebog. He’s sick. Really sick.” Cri said, now serious. Just as he was saying this, Avellios burst from the trees, panting heavily. He pulled his cargo off of his back, and laid him against a tree quickly. Phelia immediately rushed to Bebog, and demanded an explanation.</p><p></p><p>“We were in the woods when we were attacked by what appeared to be a woman riding a mobile, dead tree.” Avellios said between breaths. “She seemed to have some sort of magical hold over it. We thought she was dead, but then she embraced him and, well, he ended up like this.”</p><p></p><p>Phelia nodded gravely, before ripping a leaf off the tree and wiping some sap on it. She then rubbed it over an anthill in the dirt, and placed it over where Bebog had been kissed. Bebog groggily stood up, a little bit of his color already returning.</p><p></p><p>“The ants will eat away at the tainted flesh after a tenday or so. The sap will adhere it to his skin in that time.” She stood. “I’d like to thank both of you. If you both hadn’t made your way here in time, he would have either died or… become like the one who cursed him.”</p><p></p><p>Avellios nodded, before giving a bow and a smile. “Madam Phelia, my name is Avellios Moonwhisper and I would like to thank you a great deal for healing our poor friend. If there is anything we can do-“</p><p></p><p>Phelia smiled. “Thank you for the kind words, but I require no payment. I merely hope that you will make sure Bebog keeps that remedy on for the full tenday- he’s liable to want it off after two hours… I am glad to have met you, sir Avellios. I hope your band will not feel unwelcome in my grove.”</p><p></p><p>Avellios bowed again, before hoisting up Bebog. “Speaking of which, the three of us had best get going.”</p><p></p><p>“Oh, this is going to be great!” Cri piped up enthusiastically. “Adventure, excitement! Oo! Can we fight a giant scorpion? I hear they’re nasty…”</p><p></p><p></p><p>FIN</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Moe Ronalds, post: 1512487, member: 2083"] When Cri arrived in the Dryad’s grove, he leapt off his horse and gave her a wave. “Well howdy there Phelia!” Phelia’s eyes perked up with surprise at the blundering oaf entering her abode. “…Hello, Cri.” She said, her voice dripping with exasperation. “What brings you he-” Her eyes grew wide. “I… I sense a disturbance in the forrest. Like a single voice crying out in pain.” “It’s Bebog. He’s sick. Really sick.” Cri said, now serious. Just as he was saying this, Avellios burst from the trees, panting heavily. He pulled his cargo off of his back, and laid him against a tree quickly. Phelia immediately rushed to Bebog, and demanded an explanation. “We were in the woods when we were attacked by what appeared to be a woman riding a mobile, dead tree.” Avellios said between breaths. “She seemed to have some sort of magical hold over it. We thought she was dead, but then she embraced him and, well, he ended up like this.” Phelia nodded gravely, before ripping a leaf off the tree and wiping some sap on it. She then rubbed it over an anthill in the dirt, and placed it over where Bebog had been kissed. Bebog groggily stood up, a little bit of his color already returning. “The ants will eat away at the tainted flesh after a tenday or so. The sap will adhere it to his skin in that time.” She stood. “I’d like to thank both of you. If you both hadn’t made your way here in time, he would have either died or… become like the one who cursed him.” Avellios nodded, before giving a bow and a smile. “Madam Phelia, my name is Avellios Moonwhisper and I would like to thank you a great deal for healing our poor friend. If there is anything we can do-“ Phelia smiled. “Thank you for the kind words, but I require no payment. I merely hope that you will make sure Bebog keeps that remedy on for the full tenday- he’s liable to want it off after two hours… I am glad to have met you, sir Avellios. I hope your band will not feel unwelcome in my grove.” Avellios bowed again, before hoisting up Bebog. “Speaking of which, the three of us had best get going.” “Oh, this is going to be great!” Cri piped up enthusiastically. “Adventure, excitement! Oo! Can we fight a giant scorpion? I hear they’re nasty…” FIN [/QUOTE]
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