The Psionicle, Part VIII

[GnomeWorks]

Shardorn looks around at the trees. "This would explain why I didn't recognize this forest... and I think that your decision to continue on is a wise one."

Tori'shel, however, shakes her head as the cleric speaks. "No, no... think about this for a minute. If the forest moves at night - we don't have to! If it moves in the right direction, we might be able to cut days off of the amount of time we'll be travelling, depending upon how far and how fast it goes."

Shardorn looks at the technologist with a look of annoyance with traces of contempt, but she says nothing.

 

[Creamsteak]

"I agree with Torishel about this."

To Zhure, then Jansson.

 

[Darkwolf]

To Jansson, "I go by the name Narok."

to Shardorn, "You take your chances riding with the forest, though if you choose to do so you may stay here. So what brings you to this forest, if I may ask?"

 

[Zhure]

Osius

"... and who's to say we won't wind up half a world away? If Shardorn never rode the forest before, then she got to our target site fairly easily unfettered by these haunted woods. We'd do well to do the same, unless this blue knows where we would come out after we stay here when it moves."

 

[Dalamar]

"The chances of arriving closer than we are currently are pretty slim."
Syld turns to address the new blue.
"Mind if I ask what Force, if any, you follow?"

 

[The Forsaken One]

Guiding her horse Ruth seizes the brittle tightly and turns to the group.

Night is falling, if we are gonna get out of here. We gotta do it fast so let us decide, little details can come later. I for one am not planning to find myself half around the plane.

 

[GnomeWorks]

Shardorn looks at the blue. "I'm not entirely certain if I'm at liberty to say," She says. "I think that it would be better if one of my companions were to share that information with you, if they saw fit..."

Meanwhile, the sky darkens, and the sun sets completely. The last few rays of the sun's light illuminate the area, then fade - and the light of the sun is replaced, albeit slowly, by the dozens of stars. The constellation of Quellos, the Arch, is almost directly overhead. The two moons, one full and one half-moon, are just coming over the horizon opposite the one where the sun set.

However, the light of the moons and the stars are not enough to provide light for sight. Darkness has fallen.

 

[Darkwolf]

"Force? What do you speak of? If you mean nature, yes I follow it. I also follow the druid council, as I am one. They told me to go explore the world. I am, however, getting tired of fighting the unseelie, so I think its about time I took my leave of these woods. As night has fallen, the unseelie are on the move. I think we should probably stay here the night. I will guide you out in the morning."

 

[Zhure]

Osius

"Hopefully leading us out won't lead us to being far from our destination. If these Unseelie are that bad, then let's make a cold camp and try to hide out one night."

Osius starts looking for shelter.

 

[The Forsaken One]

Indeed, knowing faerie, it would be wise not to touch the trees or make a fire at all. Man.. anything that *could* be a threat to their forests drives these things into a frenzy! And what about you Blue? A druid? What is that.. I have heard mere stories but I have no idea what you might be... and what your powers might include but I see they should be expected to be formidable if you can befriend such a imposing creature. *points at the feline*