Forest Dweller
You walk out in front of them.
"Explain yourselves."
"Who do you think you are, kid?" The wood speaks a few words to you, telling you who the man it consumed was. Your eyes widen and you put on a maniacal look. You calmly say:
"The man who killed your master." Their eyes widen and they look at each other, then at you.
"You're lying! Watch! BOSS! He'll be here any moment to take out you scum." You wait for a few minutes, and they grow more and more nervous.
"So, where is he?"
"He must have gotten lost!"
"Oh he got lost alright. I'll say he's out to sea by now. As pieces of a corpse, of course, because the rocks at the bottom of the waterfall... well you get it."
"Aha! There's no waterfall around here! You're lying!"
Please, forest. Open up the area again. Let them see. It is for the elves. You think hard, and the wood seems to give its acknowledgement. You sense the ground moving, just a little. They look around, wondering if it's an earthquake. You look at them with the same maniacal look in your eyes as the ground splits open, revealing a chasm dropping into a river.
"Care to take a swim and join your boss?"
"No- no- we'll talk, we'll talk!" The chasm closes quickly, and you are glad they agreed so readily- the strength of wood is gone, and it rests. Mocking them any longer would have shown them that you did not have the strength to hold the ground open, then most likely attack. You advance on them, knocking them roughly to the ground. You ignore the hatred you have for them for what they did to Ayla, and ask the one question on your mind...
"Explain yourselves."
"Who do you think you are, kid?" The wood speaks a few words to you, telling you who the man it consumed was. Your eyes widen and you put on a maniacal look. You calmly say:
"The man who killed your master." Their eyes widen and they look at each other, then at you.
"You're lying! Watch! BOSS! He'll be here any moment to take out you scum." You wait for a few minutes, and they grow more and more nervous.
"So, where is he?"
"He must have gotten lost!"
"Oh he got lost alright. I'll say he's out to sea by now. As pieces of a corpse, of course, because the rocks at the bottom of the waterfall... well you get it."
"Aha! There's no waterfall around here! You're lying!"
Please, forest. Open up the area again. Let them see. It is for the elves. You think hard, and the wood seems to give its acknowledgement. You sense the ground moving, just a little. They look around, wondering if it's an earthquake. You look at them with the same maniacal look in your eyes as the ground splits open, revealing a chasm dropping into a river.
"Care to take a swim and join your boss?"
"No- no- we'll talk, we'll talk!" The chasm closes quickly, and you are glad they agreed so readily- the strength of wood is gone, and it rests. Mocking them any longer would have shown them that you did not have the strength to hold the ground open, then most likely attack. You advance on them, knocking them roughly to the ground. You ignore the hatred you have for them for what they did to Ayla, and ask the one question on your mind...