 Re: My book-A.F.
I met some druids here in the high forest. They seemed nice enough and helped heal a nasty gash i received while escaping from the thieves.
They found me sitting next to a tree talking to a squirrel and setting its leg. It had fallen out of a tree and hurt its leg. Poor thing. 
The druids here agreed to get word to dad for me.
Once i have rested, they told me I should stick to the forests. Its easier for me to hide, and they even told me how to get to the silkwood forest with minimal break of the forest...Thats really good to know! 
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