05-14-2016, 10:05 PM
His grin widens as she goes on, reaching then end of her reluctant sentence. He had stood patiently while she paced and offered her no other prodding on his part. Only listening as she finally concluded her decision. “Good then, Sreva, follow me.” He stares at her in silence for lingering second or two before turning away and walking toward the woodline.
Once among the birches and oaks he would find the main roadway, the heavily worn and commonly walked path most Beqannians used. They will follow that for a few hours before veering off to the east. In the distance you can see redwoods peaking over the horizon – the tallest trees in Beqanna live in the region. The woods grow mossier, darker, thicker. They'e now moving on a thin pathway winding through dense brush and across small cliff faces.
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[they reach forest f. within a few hours, sun is still up just a little]
Finally they reach the valley of ancient trees. They stand among a circle of tall stones, nine in all, taller than even Chem; they're lit by a single beam of bright sunlight piercing the sky-kissing treetops. “We're here.” The pair of horses stand among the behemoth pines, just on the edge of his Forest. “It will be dark soon...” He looks over to the mare with a playful look in his eye, “Do you like the moon, Sreva?”
chemdog
astra inclinant, sed non obligant.
@[Sreva] .. you can reply in forest frontiers <33
