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Man I ALWAYS die! sulks
Spring Sapling falls to the trampled earth. Her elk mount nuzzles her prostrate form E7 feels a presence around him Grandfather. The harlequin cursed me to die again. But he only plays his part in the Green's plan. My spirit has one more task to accomplish... A long shaft of willow wood tipped with an green glowing spearhead appears in E7's hands You know what you must do Grandfather. Farewell until the next cycle...
Spring Sapling falls to the trampled earth. Her elk mount nuzzles her prostrate form
E7 blasts IB's undead army with lances of pure sunlight, as Marsh Shadow lets loose with gouts of acid. A dim voice sounds in E7's mind Grandfather ...
Blood still drips from the young dryad A curse. The harlequin. I need the dagger ... Spring Sapling faints
Spring Sapling groans My stomach ... It burns ...
Spring Sapling has stopped moving forward, and collapses on her steed. The dire elk brings her close to a thorny grove with a large twisted tree looming over it ..
Spring Sapling doubles over as she rides forward, screaming in pain. A gout of blood spurts from her midsection.
Spring Sapling, on the back of a dire elk, races alongside E7 and Marsh Shadow FOR THE GREEN! She shrieks, a vision of wildness incarnate
Spring Sapling looks to E7 Grandfather. Perhaps we should assemble of the Plains of Roleplaying? For it is written that the Black and the Green shall have their battle thither.
A growling roar rises up from the Army of the Animals. Spring Sapling smlies and salutes Emperor7 Well met Grandfather! And well met new friends! We of the Grove stand ready to accompany you in battle! The roar goes up again, thousands of furry fists clenched around weapons
A slender form arrayed in shining mithril armor steps forward. I am ready to challenge the Black. Who here will ride with me? A group of large grizzly bears emerge, clad in rough armor and with forged claws. We will fight with you Spring Sapling. A group of large badgers similarly accoutered emerge As will we. One by one, armored groups of foxes, stoats, squirrels, rabbits and all manner of woodland creatures emerge, forming a massive army of animals. A one-eyed grizzly of immense girth stands before Spring Sapling We are yours to command. Spring Sapling shakes her antlered head I am not your leader, Beren Fishfinder. My Grandfather is our leader in truth, I await his coming. I am but his herald in this matter.
Spring Sapling looks up Something dire has occured at the Grove of the Ancients .. She jumps down from the oak and runs to the pond shouting CHAMPIONS OF WATER! YOU ARE CALLED TO COUNSEL! THE GROVE HAS BEEN ATTACKED!
They were .. Spring Sapling's voice comes from up in a tree. The slender dryad sits among the branches of an oak near them. They had the taint of the Black upon them.
Spring Sapling stares as the raven vanishes His bitterness is a wound. It will sap his strength when needed. The Black has its claws in his soul. He has fought it too long at it and it has warped him. She shivers Let's rejoin the others Devlyn.
"The Balance will not help us. All we can do is fight. And die." Spring Sapling looks sadly at the raven If you believe that, why not just not fight? We are the Balance. It doesn't aid us, we aid it. If we wish to have a land free of tyranny and evil we must assume the responsibility for it. If you feel we have no hope go and hide. Do not try an disparage those who would try and preserve the Balance. She makes shooing motions with her hands Fly off stormcrow! Bring you evil counsel to other ears than ours!
Spring Sapling looks over at the bedraggled one-eyed crow Why do you disparage the Balance winged herald? Can you not see that is what we fight to preserve?
"No way to know for sure, but I hope so. I don't think they volunteered for this existence." Sping Sapling frowns It is a greatly evil deed to force others into the service of the Black. Whomever did this will suffer from their actions. It is the way of the Balance.
Beware Granddaughter. Those creatures do much harm to the Green. Spring Sapling smiles They do Grandfather. But we are here to stop them.
...and trying to make other folks do what they want, that such things will come faster. Makes no sense to me personally, but what do I know?" Spring Sapling nods You know much ... Devlyn. Sometimes it is hard for me to remember that ephemeral creatures often have a compulsion to amass power to extend their short lives. She looks down at the ruined skeletons Such a travesty. Using spirits for energy that shuld be progressing to their next incarnation. It can only lead to perversion and evil. She bows her branched head and prays. A pulse of green light washes over the skeleton remains, cleansing them of their necromantic taint Hopefully you have set them free She murmurs
Spring Sapling turns her green eyes to Devlyn My apologies champion. I thought that prehaps I could assist you if you came into trouble. My elders have given me the power to heal and the power to abjure followers of the Black.
Spring Sapling observes the others destroying the odd undead How can people turn their backs on the Green like this? She wonders aloud
I is not being so sure about that, but landwalkers is having odd customs that I is not always being understand. Spring Sapling nods I am often confused by their antics as well She says, trailing a slender brown hand along a willow
Spring Sapling nods, then slowly walks among the willows that line the pond. Your home is very beautiful. She calls to Nimora
Spring Sapling nods I am happy to help. I cannot fight well, but I can heal and I can carry messages. I also speak for the Grove. They watch us through me. I offer your alliance my services.
the omniportal flashes and Spring Sapling emerges. She advances to the others. I am here to assist. I have been given the honor of speaking for the Grove. She spots the wounded octopus and touches him. The damage is healed There you are water brother She croons
Spring Sapling emerges from a telepathic communal with the Grove. She nods and heads to the Oasis.
Spring Sapling's skin looks to be a more burnished brown hue. She stands tall and straight, and the green aura is now shot through with veins of gold "Thank you Sun God." She says
I must impose three questions first. Who is your daughter? What is her dilemma? And is her faith strong as is her will to cherish life again? A slender naked elven-looking maid with tree branches crowning her head stands forth before Sunny Godhead. She sings sweetly to the glowing manifestation "Giver of Life
I am Spring Sapling I am of the Earth
You are the force that binds it all
Spring Sapling drinks deeply of the sacred water proffered her by her grandfather. He can see through his Greensight that her aura has deepened, turning a much more vibrant green. The hateful sigul placed upon her by the Giggler seems to fade to a pale pink color. She sings a high-swooping verse as she connects with the World Ash: "Foundation of Life
I am singing to you
Heal my spirit ancient one
I beseech you
Those around her feel the power of Yggdrasil and the Green pour about them in a waterfall of energy.
The thin form of Spring Sapling stands a bit straighter in the Grove
Spring Sapling nods Yes Grandfather, I'd like to see the Grove again. I feel so tired...
The Tree Emperor can sense that Spring Sapling's life essence has been stretched by the travails she has undergone. He can also see carved in her aura as clearly as it was carved in her tree-form's flesh the evil grinning sigul of the Giggler. The hateful symbol flickers red amongst the pale green of Spring Sapling's lifeforce, like a patch of beetle wormholes in an otherwise flawless trunk. The Giggler has marked her spiritually as well as physically. E7 can also sense that Spring Sapling is being reborn before full healing has been accomplished. He feels that this is as fate requires The glowing figure stares up at him I am ready to emerge from my willow Grandfather. Thank you for the sunshine of your love. E7 finds himself back in the small sacred grove he planted to ward his granddaughter. The small willow shivers and the naked form of his Spring Sapling emerges, shivering as well. Along her taut stomach a faint scar of the evil grinning sigul gleams whitely against her nut-brown skin. She takes a few colt-like steps and grasps E7. "G-G-Grandfather. I am awake!"
The chyrsalis splits and the spirit of Spring Sapling comes out. Her form looks as if she has recovered from a long disease. Her face is drawn and her colors are a paler shade of green than Emperor7 remembers. The slight girl hugs E7, her spirit glowing in love Grandfather! Thank you for rescuing me!
The dreamspace of the willow is shaped like a butterfly chyrsalis. The Tree Emperor can see the shadowed form of Spring Sapling with the dim confines Shine your love on me Grandfather. Help me emerge ..
The small willow shakes Grandfather. Where are you? I cannot see you..
Gandfather. It is time for me to wake. Please, help me ..
The small slender willow shivers Grandfather ..
The troll knocks the dryad aside, crushing her spine Grandfather ...she gasps
The slender dryad cluthes her grandfather's bark Ware the foe! She cries She runs to meet the new foe, a knobbed quarterstaff wreathed in leafy growth in her slender hands.
The slender dryad stays close to her grandfather, aiding his magic with hers. A scion of the Black! Abomination! She cries
The slender girl smiles shyly All of Earth's Children are connected by their roots. You also know my Grandfather the Tree Emperor. Points to Emperor7
The slender dryad moves to JH Earth Champion, let me heal you .. She runs her hands over his wounds, sealing them with her eldritch power.
Spring Sapling uses her affinity with growing things to send waves of roots erupting from the torn ground, engulfing the Defectives as they advance. By the World Ash we are winning Grandfather! She cries
The slender dryad shivers slightly, the few green leaves on her branch crown waving in the wind It is time Grandfather. Destiny awaits.
Places a slender green-hued hand on the treant's rough bark Grandfather if you would go, so would I. I have lived more years than many of the brave folk here. Smiles up at him Besides, someone has to make sure you stay out of trouble!
The slender dryad straightens her spine and looks up at the Tree Emperor Of course I mean to fight, Grandfather! This evil stands ready to shrivel the forest! How could I stay back?
A slender elvish looking woman with tree-branch horns on her head and a pale green skin tone shimmers into existence on the omniportal The young woman runs to Emperor7 Grandfather I heard the call and I have come! The Grove of Ancients has sent what power they can spare with me. Hands the ancient treant a brown seed the size of a football Yggdrassil's Nut! She says proudly |