Moyáve walks from the town north-westwards, to the place, where the tree-seeds are planted. Under her arms, she carries some tissue and wooden sticks, this seems to be supposed to serve as a tent. As she walks on, an elf crosses her path. He raises his eyebrows wondering as he looks at her and stops. "Miss, where are you going with these things? May I be of assistance somehow?" he asks her. Moyáve shakes her head: "This will not be needed, I'm bringing these things to Falkners Grove".
"And...for what purpose?" the elf wonders.
Moyáve gives him a sharp glance: "Listen, I'm going to set up a camp near the seeds and watch over them. And at night, be asured I sleep with one eye opened and I don't have a deep sleep. So if you or anyone dares to touch one of these seeds he'll not be done with his throat cut. Did I make this clear?"
The elf's face looks shocked, he gulps and nods. This woman seems to mean it totally serious. "Clear...uh...fare thee well" he sais and quickly hurries off.
As Moyáve enters Falkners Grove she checks whether all the seeds are on their place. Then she starts to build up her improvised tent. Fifteen minutes later it is completed, she nods with satisfaction and goes to water the seeds.
From then on she can be seen in her tent, sleeping, writing, eating or doing something else. And if she leaves the tent she practices magic, walks around and talks or waters the seeds. But she never goes far away and she seems to watch everything intensly and with suspicion.
Moyáve watches the seeds
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Sean Elaski stands on the hill overlooking the seeded area, hius arms crossed as he watches Moyáve guarding the seeds.
"Seeds that must be GUARDED to save the island.........you would think people would have far more class then to ruin their own lives."
He shakes his head.
"People who dont want peace, people who do, people who may lie about and people who just dont give a flying shit...."
He sighs and looks to the dark sky.
"Malachin guide us...."
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Glosin is walking towards the shrine to pray and spys a young lady near the seeds. He takes out his axe and walks over to her. " miss what are you doing by the seeds?" The women replied " I am watering them what are you going up here young dwarf?" She flashes her wand. " I don't want trouble I am here to help you protect these seeds I want this drought to be over just as bad as you so I beg you please ease you'r wepon."
Glosin takes out peices of leather he has brought with him and sets up camp 20 yards away from the shrine to make sure no one has any ideas. He sits on a near by rock and sharpens his axe waiting for a fool.
Glosin takes out peices of leather he has brought with him and sets up camp 20 yards away from the shrine to make sure no one has any ideas. He sits on a near by rock and sharpens his axe waiting for a fool.