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Silvermirror Fen | 1 |
(1350) Ferendar, Ebongreen Druid: Have no fear over my companion, Arktosa. She is far more intelligent and insightful a bear than some of her more feral cousins.
I take it you're a druid. → (1351)
Okay. → (0)
(1351) Ferendar, Ebongreen Druid: The Ebongreen Circle is my family. My kind often takes shelter in the deep forests south, what has been named the Mistywood, and far to the north also. We make our home where nature is left undisturbed. Sadly, there are forces that ever keep shrinking such lands.
Sounds like you're far from home, then. → (1352)
I see. → (0)
(1352) Ferendar, Ebongreen Druid: True, we traveled here from the north. I asked Arktosa to accompany me on this journey, though I knew it would takes us to hostile lands. I've long known about this place, it is a stain on true nature - a travesty.
How so? → (1353)
As you say. → (0)
(1353) Ferendar, Ebongreen Druid: These marshlands have suffered from centuries of distortion through magic. The plants grow too wild and free, consuming everything. There's no wildlife to keep them in check, instead only monsters prowl here. Monsters that were men, once, but have long since forgotten what that meant.
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(1354) Ferendar, Ebongreen Druid: Some grew reptilian skins and a hunger for human flesh, others twisted and spineless crawl within the undergrowth, seeking to strangle living things. And worst of them all, hidden below ground, a being of relentless hunger that grew long, evil tentacles with which to devour any and all beings it can only reach.
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(1355) Ferendar, Ebongreen Druid: I do not know how to help these lands, or even if they can be helped. But we druids have a responsibility to all nature, and it especially ought to extend to lands that are sick and suffer. I thought remaining within our sheltered sanctuaries seems cowardly, though it has increasingly become the choice my kind falls back on.
Interesting, good luck in your mission. → (0)