| Emerald Whispers |

[SharpString 324]

 

 

Tuzic was incensed - like a madman the Forest Dwarf raved in denial over Garedyn's death. "NO" He shouted into the halls of the now empty tavern as he scrawled an ancient forest text into the stone walls "SHOW MEH" he cried, calling out to the Brathmordakin in his thick accent. Though the vision he sought didn't come to him.... the smoke of the ancient Seer herbs hung in the air - along with the silence.

As if he was possessed - Tuzic scrawled away in pursuit of the gods, marking his make-shift place of worship from wall to wall. Soon though he grew frustrated - he smashed his fist into the stone walls, and blood dripped onto the ceremonial robes he had taken to wearing. "Nothing??..." - "Nothing?..." he said, trailing off. The silence took over again as the herbs burned and Tuzic's hopes of a vision faded. Was this it? The closest he had to a brother in Hefrumm... gone? He couldn't let himself believe that... "Weh 'ad so much work to do..."

 

Tuzic turned back toward the entrance then, meaning to leave. He could see nothing in the tavern, the smoke of the Seer Herbs had grown thick and one could only see a few feet ahead. But then... in the smoke Tuzic saw a shadowy figure... It approached the Forest Dwarf in the haze, and he stood to meet it. As it grew closer... so did the smoke thicken obscuring the blank black face of the being. It leaned in... and whispered to him.

 

He awoke then in the tavern... the Seer Herbs were not burning - in fact they must have been out for hours. Tuzic's stomach growled loudly as a twinge of pain shot through it "How long have ah been 'ere?" Tuzic thought in his head. And then he remembered the words of the figure... He stood and bolted to grab his equipment under wobbly legs - and soon he was gone, running out the front gates of Urguan.

 

 

 

 

 

 

[_RoyalCrafter_ 3258]

Garedyn's body laid cold and motionless in a pool of blood at the bottom of a cavern. The Knot of the Emberwald glowed perpetually around his neck.