The Psionicle, Part VIII

[Darkwolf]

The goblin turns around and faces the speaker.

"That is good. I guard these woods with Panthros from those who seek to abuse it or those in it. If you bring no harm, no harm shall befall you."

 

[Dalamar]

Syld nods to Animus to acknowledge that he got the message. He then gets off his horse to get on even level with the other blue.
"Greetings, fellow blue. It isn't too often that I see members of our people. Mind if I stay for a little chat?"

 

[Jarval]

Jansson dismounts and takes a position behind Syld.

"Can you tell us what lies beyond these woods? And do you know if another has passed through these lands?" Jansson quickly follows his question to the blue with a description of Jirlai.

 

[GnomeWorks]

Even as you begin conversing with the blue, the sun sinks even deeper into the sky. The forest darkens considerably, though you can still barely see.

The trees seem to emanate evil, and you can't shake the feeling that there is something not quite right about this forest... though that might simply be because of the effect that the sun's setting is having on the appearance of the trees.

 

[Darkwolf]

"What exists beyond these woods, I cannot tell you for it changes each night. I do know you are in the safest part of the woods and should not get attacked here, by at least the Unseelie. The Unseelie rule most of these woods, even going so far as to relocate it each night and all within to a different place. The person you describe has not been seen by me, but that is not surprising if he left prior to this forest ending up here."

ooc: Sorry if any of this clashes with my earlier statement, GW came up with a history mid-stream.

 

[dkoz]

At the mention of the wood changing locations Desimus gets agitated.

"What?! If these woods are relocated by some magic every night we must leave now! We do not want to get transported further away from our goal."

 

[The Forsaken One]

I concur, we should get moving, NOW. But I suggest we lower our weapons, the unseelie are powerfull creatures and we do not want to arrouse their anger but threatening their woods with swords, axes and other might we carry so showingly around...

Goblin, could you guide us out of this forest the through the quickest way possible? We would be in your debt if you would lend us use of your skills.

 

[Darkwolf]

"The woods just change locations, they themselves rarely change. I'll guide you out of here as best I can. Do note that it is getting dark so the unseelie will be getting restless. Be ready for battle...just don't look like it."

 

[Jarval]

"My name is Jansson." Jansson introduces himself to the blue. "Could I know your name?"

Losening his sword in its scabbard, Jansson remounts. "To the best of my knowledge, the fey are highly magical creatures. I'm not sure how well psionics or technology will work in these woods."

 

[Zhure]

"Well, then get us from here as quickly as possible. We've no time to get embroiled in another fight."