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Cattery · 11-15-04, 08:08 PM

It was eerie, the encounter on that bridge. An air elemental watching over their movements as they ventured near the Broken Forest. It spoke - it would protect the forest, it said.

Then, the panther. It smelt different than others Maedhras had encountered whilst in her own panther form; she couldn't determine what it meant, but it was unusual. It kept leading their party onwards, ever forwards into the forest, telling her that it wanted them to follow it.

There, the undead had risen and wandered about the forest, tainting it with their unnatural presence. It sickened her that such a thing could be, just as in the other times she had ventured this far, and she fought them with the Mother's Name on her lips.

Yet when they encountered Celgar who also fought here, and the drow wizard who accompanied him, she was appalled by their disregard of the taint this place had.

"You haven't heard the story." he said. "The one Master Ozy has told. This used to be a place of elves... They are guardians of this place..."

Yet now it was a place of death, and not life, Maedhras thought, her gorge rising in her throat. The dead should return to the ground so that the trees might grow strong from the food they provide and then die and feed others in their turn, not wander and attack innocent travellers. And the fact that the story came from the dubious Ozymandias; he, with his cough borne of a shattered body, a shattered soul; made the Forest more a cause celebre for her.

This was a taint the forest itself wanted to be cleansed of. And if she ever could, she would do it, in Katia's Name.

11-15-04, 08:08 PM	#9
Cattery Giant Join Date: Oct 2004 Location: Australia Posts: 84 Thanks: 0 Thanked 0 Times in 0 Posts	Encounters. It was eerie, the encounter on that bridge. An air elemental watching over their movements as they ventured near the Broken Forest. It spoke - it would protect the forest, it said. Then, the panther. It smelt different than others Maedhras had encountered whilst in her own panther form; she couldn't determine what it meant, but it was unusual. It kept leading their party onwards, ever forwards into the forest, telling her that it wanted them to follow it. There, the undead had risen and wandered about the forest, tainting it with their unnatural presence. It sickened her that such a thing could be, just as in the other times she had ventured this far, and she fought them with the Mother's Name on her lips. Yet when they encountered Celgar who also fought here, and the drow wizard who accompanied him, she was appalled by their disregard of the taint this place had. "You haven't heard the story." he said. "The one Master Ozy has told. This used to be a place of elves... They are guardians of this place..." Yet now it was a place of death, and not life, Maedhras thought, her gorge rising in her throat. The dead should return to the ground so that the trees might grow strong from the food they provide and then die and feed others in their turn, not wander and attack innocent travellers. And the fact that the story came from the dubious Ozymandias; he, with his cough borne of a shattered body, a shattered soul; made the Forest more a cause celebre for her. This was a taint the forest itself wanted to be cleansed of. And if she ever could, she would do it, in Katia's Name.