The Sylvan Realm has been reached! Now the elves are out gathering information from a wide variety of sources.
Overhead in the abandoned elfin town near the Crystal Platform, the half-elves have encountered a strange man-like figure amongst the trees. The figure wonders if the half-elves are invaders or a threat.
The man-like figure fades away, seemingly into the nothingness that spawned it. Another voice is heard, one that is nearer and behind you!Lia shrugs off that she was mistaken about the presence before her and sheaths her sword. “We do indeed wish to help the elves. Two of our number are followers of Ehlonna and have come to restore these lands to its former glory.”
Kylie nods in agreement with Lia's statement. "That is true. If it will help, I am a daughter of Clan Feador; as is another of our small group. I know that many of our clan remained here when others left in ages past. I hope to find them so that our clan may be whole again. Do you know anything of the elves of this land or where they may be found?"
“The elves were gone long before we came here,” a small elfin-like figure explains. He has brown hair and bright blue eyes, but only stands two feet tall. He wears brightly colored wool garments and there are several leather pouches hanging from his belt. “We’ve lived here for many years now without seeing many elves.”
“We did mean to frighten you, but we didn’t know who you were or why you were here. Other men-like creatures are here from time to time and they do evil things and cut down trees. You cannot be too careful.”
Just as you’re getting used to the small elfin being, more of them come forth from numerous hiding places. There are males and females, but none of them appear to be dangerous nor do any have weapons drawn. All of them are quiet small and number nearly a dozen.
“Are you going to bring the elves back?” The small creatures wonder as the half-elves tower over them.
Elsewhere, Laucian has been led to a small Shrine to Ehlonna hidden in the deep forest by a unicorn.
“It does my heart good to hear that,” the Unicorn answers. “The forest has been too quiet for too long now.”Laucian wrote:“Greetings, Forest Lord. It is an honor to be among your presence.” he says as he bows deeply in respect then lowers himself on one knee before the unicorn.
“With every breath and every beat of my heart I wish to see this forest restored to the way it was. So that woodland creatures and elves may live in peace yet again. You have my word, Forest Lord, that the filth that threaten these woods and everything in it will meet its end.”
“They have been gone for hundreds of years, but one remained behind to tend to the Mother Tree. The Keeper’s were kind elves and they enjoyed our protection for many years. But the current Keeper was discovered by the orcs and slain. The other elves merged with the trees so that they could sleep until their turn as Keeper came.”Laucian wrote:He looks about the glade noticing no real sign of any elves Laucian grows concerned and asks, “How long has it been since the elves left these woods? It was believed some of Clan Feador remained behind to tend to the Mother tree. Yet of them I have seen no sign.
“That is the flag of the forces of Moorkroft, he who used an army of orcs and men to drive out the elves. He seeks the mother tree and wishes to make its magical powers his. He seeks nothing less than to be immortal. It was Moorkroft who cut down portions of the forest. He learned that elves were sleeping in some of the trees and stole their essence to extend his unnatural life. Moorkroft is a monster who must be stopped. Many of the forest creatures would be happy to aid you on your quest. They too miss the elves and the Mother Tree.”Laucian wrote:“As we arrived by airship, something I saw troubled me greatly when we first saw this land. I saw banner, one that I have never laid eyes on. A black moon with a single eye on a field of blood red. Do you know of these markings, who or what they stand for?”
Out in the woods, Nariya has discovered a Treant.
“He has taken the life essence of elves from the trees he’s cut down and placed it into himself. The human now resembles an ancient elf, but do not be fooled by his appearance.”"Have you seen this man?" Nariya asks. "How would we identify him?" Hopefully the Treant will have a little more information that will prove extremely helpful.
“The centaur tribe is to the southeast, about twenty miles away,” the Treant explains. “The griffons are known to hunt the large clearing to the south. Do not fear the griffons, young one. They were magically altered by the elves long ago and the spell has passed down through the generations. They will loyally serve any elf and will do no harm to them.”"Where my I find the centaurs and griffons, magnificent one?" Nariya will also ask. She would love to stay and speak longer with the Treant, but it is very obvious they need to make things right, and quickly. There might be time after this has passed for happier conversation.
“We will be watching, my brethren and I. Return if you are in need of aid.”"I thank you deeply for this information," Nariya says with a respectful tone. "My friends and I will put a stop to this horror so that the forest and all within may live freely and openly once more."
With that the Treant shuts his eyes once more and assumes the appearance of a normal tree.
Now what?