Role

Chapter 2

Thalendor was able to gain a little knowledge. He overheard some talk
about slave market in Hamsah. He also noticed some of the wagon guards, were
the same as the ones he had seen in his home. Seems the same coins used for
buying a meal, were also used to pay mercenaries and buy slaves. Once out of
the mountains, they headed south through the plains, only stopping in the
outpost to replenish supplies. A few silver coins was all it took for the
guards at Voralian city to look the other way as they passed. Dawn
approached as they reached the great Eastern Road. The horses seemed to pick
up pace, on the paved road. Thalendor thought he saw movement in the forests
to the north as they swiftly rumbled east, but thought he was mistaken.
Then, a blinding light struck a guard nearby and vaporized him.The wagons
stopped, and the guards took up defensive positions. Warcry's could be heard
as the trees came alive and attacked the caravan, wild beasts following, with
robed druids not far behind. The battle was brutal, superior numbers of the
attacking force soon overwhelmed the caravan of death. Sometime during the
battle, Thalendor lost consciousness and was carried to safety in the arms of
a Treant into the Grove itself.Thalendor was now safe, and his wounds soon
healed with the help of these druids that had saved him and his fellow
prisoners. Once healed enough, some of the prisoners took up the offer of
the druids for guidance back to their homes. Thalendor decided to stay with
the Grove Druids, and continue his training. He had no intention of going
back to his home. Over the months he had come to realize something. Evermoon
Hollow was a shadow of its former self, the old ways were lost, and it was a
mere tourist town now succumbed to the greed and commerce that was killing
the world.