Rhialto said:Loas gives a whistle. "Don't worry, Hob. We've thought of that. We know how fond you hobs are of the things." A pair of wood goblins lower themselves from the trees on large spiders, and produce a sling to carry the wolf in. With that done, he glances at the druid. "And don't bother calling me 'lord', or nothing like that. That's for them hill and mountain sort--always calling themselves 'Lord This', and 'Baron That', and 'King Something-or-the-Other'." He spits. "Quite sickening. Just call me 'Loas', and I'm happy."
Rhialto said:Loas nods. He gestures to a carefully made ladder on this particular tree branch. "Follow me. You're travelling through the lands of Terra's Stepchildren."
Liev can't make much out, what with all the leaves, and such.
Rhialto said:Climbing the ladder, you find yourself on a walkway. Numerous tents have set up on the trees, each of them joined by a series of walkways and planks. Enormous bats and large spiders can be seen around, while Wood Goblins go about their daily business.