The Bold Adventures of Poins--In the Woods!

jkason said:
He quirks up his face and asks, "So Vaaldusk spent ages building all these nasties, only to get himself wiped out, but the Purple Eyes think they can just pick them up, dust them off, and do better?" He pauses, then adds, "I guess we did establish they were crazy already, didn't we?"

Obeah Swiftwing gives a sad sigh. "I'm afraid arrogance is often wed to wickedness, a coupling both unpleasant and dangerous." He shakes his head. "And besides, Vaaldusk almost succeeded--indeed, there are those who worship him and hold that he did not die in his mad attempt at Godhood, but was merely--delayed for awhile. And even among the Wise there are those who suspect that this may be true..."
 

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Hemaor stares at the gigantic bat, largely ignoring the conversation going on around him. He coaxes his wolf into the basket and stands ready at its side.
 

Devon

I had heard of such creatures but I never dreamed to see one. Devon says reaching out to stroke the furry underbelly.
I'm not sure what we are going to be able to do to stop this but I'll try.
 

The Obeah nods. "We will speak more of this when we reach Nightshade. Kssy-tech!" In a moment, the bat rises into the air, bearing the basket's passengers with speed towards the archdruid's hut.
 



"Nightshade is the Archdruid of this region, a Maialesti of great power and knowledge. He is also, alas, in very poor health," explains the Obeah.
 



Hemaor steps off with his wolf, glad to be on solid earth once again. He surveys the surroundings for any signs of enemies.
 

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