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Quote from: Rothesay on Aug 10, 2015, 02:11 PM"Yet she has now left twice in a great hurry - I would not advise us to tarry overlong in this place."
Quote from: sdrotar on Aug 10, 2015, 04:30 PM"Then let's move," Dirnhael suggested. "I have no desire to discover what awaits us if we linger."
Quote from: Rothesay on Aug 10, 2015, 04:45 PMQuote from: sdrotar on Aug 10, 2015, 04:30 PM"Then let's move," Dirnhael suggested. "I have no desire to discover what awaits us if we linger.""I agree, captain." Edrahil repeats the words he heard in his head in case he was the only one. "We might follow Witherfinger, but there is something of the Shadow about this business. I do not accept it is his time and I am loath to leave this malevolence unchallenged. Still, it ought to be at a time and place of our choosing. I shall follow where you lead."
QuoteEdrahil spoke next and his voice came like a song, "No, we are not of those Men. Nor do we endure Orcs, as well. We seek those that had done this for they also harmed the people across the river - some of our people were slain at their hands, just like your trees. Four others came before us... did you see them pass? For certain they would not have noticed you. What is your name, lady shepherd?"The Ent's voice softened to the sound of wind through leaves, "NAME?" The word drew out like a long breeze. "They called me Willow...but now I am Witherfinger. All is dying. All is dead. No more Ents to be found. The children have walked into the shadow of the wood. TOOOM BOOOM-TI-TUM! Slugs rot, insects bore...weakening our tough hides. A storm is coming. See your friends?"The companions looked to one another as the Ent seemed to talk to them, then to itself, and then to stare off into a distant time. Fengel spoke, "I fear it is not of a right mind." To which Edrahil gestured to not speak of such things. The Sindar spoke again in the sing-songy voice, "Yes, our friends...did they come through here, or pass?""North, against the river's flow. A boat passed with four of the short-lived ones aboard. Further north..."
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