"If an apple falls, do you suspect the tree of foul play?" Cernd asked. "The forest does as it must, each part of it playing its role in the greather scheme. The myconids were merely defending themselves. There is no treachery involved; that is the domain of sentient beings."
*gags Cernd with some poison ivy and nettles*
There, you adore those harmless, lovely little plants too, don't you?
They encountered the first shadow druids on the outskirts of the grove itself. Two men and a woman, all with matted hair and dressed in ragged, filthy hides, were walking towards them, brandishing rough clubs in a menacing fashion.
I never understood why they seem to think being dirty is a virtue. Silly people.
Behind them, Dalok started to chant a series of low, rumbling words that Ember easily recognized; he was going to call lightning. Raising her staff, she ran towards the other druid. She was only a few steps away from him, almost within striking range, when the creepers and shrubs that covered the ground tangled themselves around her feet, forcing her to fall down onto a mat of twisting plants. Leafy tendrils wound around her wrists and arms, chaining her to the ground as securely as any iron manacle.
Nice fight scene!
The grand wizard in question merely grinned proudly and muttered something about not being a rank amateur who'd go unprepared into the lands of insane weather-tampering treehuggers. The ground was singed where he must have stood, but from the looks of it, the lightning hadn't as much as curled a hair of his beard.
Aw. *pets Eddie*
As the other druids moved to restrain Ember's companions, Ember threw herself at Faldorn and grabbed her by the throat, choking her just as she herself had been less than an hour earlier, just as she had done to Faldorn once before. The shadow druid gasped and pummeled Ember's torso with her fists, but Ember kept squeezing. "You still... need air... don't you?" Ember snarled at her enemy. She could all but feel the life of the grove, coursing through Faldorn under her fingers, so close and ready for the taking...
Mmm, somebody's going all feral! I like it.
