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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Lars Frehse" data-source="post: 955498" data-attributes="member: 1674">Bosom of the mother- part 4 of 4Jan went down on his knees and used his healing powers on the injured druids. Some of the wounds closed and the bleeding stopped, but Tamlaine's injuries were too severe for Jan to completely heal them. Still, she was now strong enough to prop herself up on her elbows, wincing all the while:" The dragon flew southwest. We can… call upon the birds and the... beasts of the woods, to learn… where it went. You may yet… be able... to retrieve what you have lost.“Jan told her to stay silent for her own good, and while he tended to her wounds as good as he could, the remaining five soldiers came through the brush, looking shattered. Of the twelve soldiers they had started out with at Lave, four had died in the canyons of Ontenazu and three more were lost in the last battle. Niklas was at a loss at what to say to them. It seemed as if their losses had been for naught.Just as he was struggling for words, several elves entered the clearing, and one of them reported to Tamlaine that the dragon flew directly towards the Hornsaw forest, passing swiftly out of the Ganjus and over the Haggard hills.Tamlaine frowned, but at least her breathing was coming more steadily now:" The Hornsaw Forest is a hideous, dangerous place with much room for even a dragon to hide. I fear that you have much toil ahead, if you would recover the Amphora, for I cannot even tell you where in the Hornsaw to begin."I can assure you," she continued, "that the Jordeh will only be too happy to perform this ritual for you, now that we have seen what is at stake. If you survive the Hornsaw and the citadel of the Dar al Annot, return to the southernmost point of the Ganjus, southwest of the healing circle. My brethren will await you there.“The friends looked at each other, and every one of them saw his own determination mirrored in the eyes of his companions. Niklas turned to the soldiers: " I believe it is best if you would stay behind. If we do not return, someone will have to inform the Home commander."Lirana, the most experienced of the remaining warriors who had now, in Piridur's absence, become commander, nodded in agreement: "We would rather come with you, of course, but we will ask the elves for a place to stay for the time being.""That will be no problem, of course", Inaciel offered. He told one of his men to guide the remaining soldiers to Vera Tre, the elvish capitol, and then he turned back to the friends:" Do you feel ready to leave now? We will guide you to the southern edge of the Ganjus, and that will be quite a long journey."They agreed to leave now and ignore their aches and wounds for the time being. Soon they were travelling again, west and southwards through the Ganjus.After a week, in which a lot of the beauty of the Ganjus had lost its appeal, the trees began to thin and the terrain grew more and more hilly. Soon afterwards, they had reached the edge of the forest, and ahead of them they saw the barren, blasted wastelands of the haggard hills.Inaciel sighed deeply, showing how he regretted that they weren't able to be of any further help, and said:" This is where we will leave you. Should you succeed, return to the Healing Circle, or as near to it as you are able. The Jordeh will await you, and offer sanctuary."With a brief bow, he and his companions were gone, fading away into the forest, and the friends took the time to get a good look at the land they were about to cross. The hills rose like boils on the skin of the earth and the rocks and scrubs that covered them were scorched by the merciless sun above.Yet there were also faint but recognizable signs of healing. For every barren hill, another was covered in a coat of grass, often brown and feeble, but living nonetheless. Occasionally, there were some animals as well: a snake, a rabbit or a thin raptor flying overhead. The land was not lush, but it was living and breathing, and it grew stronger with every passing season, slowly healing the scars of the divine war.</blockquote>

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