While he waits  for tohers to eat and drink, he takes  down the tent  for Brie, Snugging it up  fighter to fit her  pack.


 Chewing on a piece of meat as he does this, he talks  around the bit that hangs out of his mouth like a Halfling smoke stick.So as everyone is  filled and ready.. we start... I am... a bit   in a hurry to see my  Village again....

 Ivy refilled  Kree's  Caffee and took some himself..with out milk, he too, adds  extra honey and  sugar. He stands..purposfully at the top of the Hillock as he looks out over the  'road' behind Them.

 One can tell.... he says over his shoulders to the others, That we do not get our fair share of Commerce, from the Ironmound 's lands....

 he points to  the  'path', they have been walking,... there would be a better road built..if we had....we almost get more traffic, from the sandfolk, then the one's whom we help protect,,,

..Do You see Movement?

 Aye..it appears they are getting thier   cart, back on the road....

  Kree  chuckles darkly,well..it better be full of gold..because it will take alot of merchendise..or  coin, to get me to part with these chests...whether or not, our people can sell it for more..or just plain use it... there is the fact, that  the very merchant we aided, did not wish to travel to the Village to sell goods...I will be thrice damned, if i sell this  cheaply...especially, since we were treated like  dockworkers, looking for  a cure spell  they we picked up for an inch we gathered by  finding pleaseure on the docks...

Thank you again Lafisaul says as he takes a modest helping from the pot Shadow provided and sits in an open spot nearby.

Brie dresses and finishes up packing their gear and hands him his own pack once she was done.

I'm sure they aren't quite ready to face a group like ours.

Brie comments but listens as well when Ivy starts talking with Kree over the movement of thw other group.

    He steps up to the Top of the Hillock, standing next to Ivy, his Pack in one hand, the bow in the other.

 Think they see us? Ivy asks  as he sips on the last of  his caffee.

 They would have seen the   dull light..if nothing else? reflected off the cooler nights  air, as it came down to greet us. It is one reason i insisted on a fire to keep us warm...they would have seen it , regardless...no use in discomfort?

 The Blue-eye  elf nodded,..why do you think they chase after us?.. there is no way , in the 9 hells, they have the gold you told their  lackey...

 ..They have to save face..Thier Guild  hall strikes  fear..and awe..in most the folk there..even some Merc  groups  are afraid of them..so..they are coming   out.... I am sure they  will have some offer  that many folks would  jump at, but they will not have  what i demanded... to do that would make them look ...weak.

 ...but..if you are not going to sell  them one of the chests...will not  that, make them look even worse...

 Kree  chuckled as he  shouldered his pack and tightened the straps,turning, he clapped his cousin on the shoulder,..because of those  chests... we had to face  groups  led  my Red Elves... the abominations were not ready for us...and only our training, made us ready for them... I was not going to let the merchant, sell such things that would make its  way into the hands of those creatures....But i was willing to  sell them to the Guild..... my thinking was..at least half the goods , would have been used to aid the Empire. But... They made us stand outside the Gate...in front of all the towns folks who watched the "mighty Crimson Arrows' parade down the street?.... NO..Good Cousin...No unit  led  by me will be made to look , the lackey.

 ..and..should they offer armed displeasure?

 ..Then? they will die..the Village gains alot more equipment  and the Guild looks even worse.... I did  warn them before  we left..so?..there is not much the Town can do about it. I am sure  the bpunties will go up on our  heads..but that is just another  way for us  to earn coin...taking the  purses and goods  off the bodies, of fools who try to collect..

    coming  down the hillock  Kree  calls out,//let us  be on our way , my friends...Elven cooking awaits... and the  safely of the living walls beckons.

 She listens and watches as she loads a pipe and lights it from a twig stuck in the coals for a flame. She sucked in a lungful as she tossed the twig into the ashes. When finished she knocked out the ash from the bowl and tucked it away. She scattered the coals and ashes so they would burn out. Grabbing the last of the food from the skin, she scraped it out on the rocks and folded it around the last of the roasted meat from last night, and packed it up with her other things. She swung the pack up on her back and stepped out along with the rest.

 She walked along in a meditative mood, listening more to the birds and nature more than the others, though she did listen with half an ear to the voices of the team. She hummed softly to herself inside her head.

Lafisual finishes up and gets ready to take his scouting position as folks pack up and get ready to leave.

   "Ay, that does sound attractive."  Orlin takes up his usual task of carrying a chest.

Brie smiled excitedly.  She too was ready to see Kree's home, territory.

She goes around and helps any one to finish up packing or getting stuff ready so they can go.

 The Group moved   along The chests in the Middle of the  Group...Kree towards the front...

  Ivy was  just behind as he said,...how soon, before they see us?

 Kree chuckled, They better  have seen our  fire, and  have been watching us since we broke camp... If not.. they need to train, new watchers...

  the   walked along,  there wasn't much of a  road...but  the sign there was one, along  with another Camp spot, told those who did not know, that they were close to the 'entrance".

 Even from where they were, the  trees look gigantic seeming to  rgow  taller  every few minutes they walked.

 Kree called over his shoulder,One , Black Timber  , Black Oak. Could  provide enough  wood, for a very nice  sloop..maybe even the mast, depending on how they cut it... Two Ironwood trees could  provide a frigate with a stock 'armored' hull and  sides....But.. The Black Timber Elves do  not  allow logging, and  any trees that are sold to Ironmond. are picked and Cut  by my people...

 ..There are  but 3....real..entrances to The Black Timber.. and they are guarded well.... but..those  fools   who simply enter  the wood, where they feel like?..are seldom seen again....

  we are going to continue to walk... if you grow  hunger, eat rations  while you walk.. i want to reach the trees, no later the  an Hour  after sundown....if there is feasting going on... you'er bellies will  be glad you didn't eat... if there is no feast.. The Inns will provide.... and I will pay the  tab.

Brie takes up where she is needed.  She's growing anxious as the time comes that she enters his lands.  If her knees were weak, she didn't show it.  Though her eyes were aflitter with excitement.

   The Band Of Arrows were  making decent time..Though Kree's  walk was a bit  brisk, it was, at the same  time, easy  for the group to remain, more or less, in a bunch.

    Rolf  called up from the Back that he heard Rider....Kree looked at the  Giant trees that where getting closer..and the  Sun that just tipped over to start its  downward  slid  that would take it behind  the forest.

 ..Keep Moving... we have no business to conduct with them, until they reach us.... if they are polite enough ..i might even stop to listen...

  Anyone  looking back  could see the   Hillock where they camped in the Distance, and two riders rounding it, not stopping as they saw the group.

 ..looks like they are sending both thier Horsemen?


  Kree turns, not  stopping, walking backwards  for a bit,I would say... the   one in Leathers... as ornate as it is..  can fling spells.. the other   has guilded armor.. so i wager to say,  his magic  comes  from weapons..or perhaps the god

  To Luthian he  says,Alot of the gods, will be watching this encounter..I am sure..Eta and Neta. will watch....

 Ivy  Grins,..Nar..the goddess of thieves...Kar the Goddess of assassins ..Tra the God of Hunters...

  Kree nods and points to him,..HArg the God of Archers...and maybe Guua god of Travelers?.....And Bilr... Goddess of Chance... the sister's Cousin....

 they both started   to laugh as Kree turned towards the  trees....

Brie hears the conversation and moves in closer.  When she peeps out from the tree line she catches a brief glimpse of the riders and gives a low whistle to Kree that she's going to fall back and let the riders pass her as she tails them.  Just in case, they go to make a scene.

 She loosened her knives in case there's an argument that has a point to be made on politeness. She often found that a sharp knife could stop arguments fairly quickly if folks started getting too hot under the collar. Other than that, and keeping a discrete eye upon the approaching horse riders, she acted as if she had no care in the world.

 She wouldn't mind having a horse of her own though. And a wagon would make the journey easier in the body if it carried the chests and left them free to walk unburdened. Even a pony, goat or dog cart would carry their gear and leave their hands free.

Orlin continues making time towards the big trees.   Until hhe hears orders to stop or gets told to form up a defense, he's carrying a chest and wants to be as close to those protective woods as possible.  The trees will help.
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Lafisual takes a cursory glance in the direct of the riders but then returns to his scouting duties up front since it's clear there aren't any surprises coming from their direction.

  It is  another   45 minutes..maybe an Hour..before they can hear in the Distance , the  hooves of the Horses and a shout,>>YOU THERE!...HOLD.... THE MAGE GUILD HAS BUSINESS WITH YOU!


  Kree  says softly to the Others......Keep walking. allow them to tire their horses more....we are in Black Timber Lands now....Laws, are what we make them....

   Stepping  out so the Horseman  can easily see him, Kree gives  motion with his  arm as if he was telling the others to continue.. He stays on the outside  so the Riders can note his distain as he turns his back on them.

  We have a Good  5 miles before reaching the trees..... They will be on us in..maybe..5 minutes... Ivy says to the party after Glancing back at the Horsmen.

Diana watched the riders close the distance.  She was aware of the position Kree was in, and only smiled to herself.

This was going to be good.

She tightened her grip on her bow, removing a single arrow just in case.

Lucy drew her bow, and an arrow.  She took cover in the tall grasses.  She used  the grasses for cover.

She hear the rider hail Kree, and chuckled.

This was certainly going to be good.

But she would also be ready, should things go to hell.  Let these idiots make a hostile move.   She had doubts they would live to regret it.

Especially with this bunch.

Now that the riders are in shouting distance Lafisual takes a covered position and readies his bow.

    Orlin picks up the pace a little and walks on unconcerned. [as ordered]

   Ivy was more or less  right.. about 7 Minutes..with the tired Horses being reigned in, 20 yards away, the mad in metal Armor  shouted,...YOU!.....I SAID TO HOLD...

 ....I heard You.... Kree said with a grin as he walked  backwards....but i do not  hold for lackeys .....

    He   waved his arm forward once more. Perhaps more  for the riders to see his action, then for his comrades.

  The  Horse  were  coming at a slow Trot Now, The  leader  called,..The Mages Guild wishes to conduct business!


 They were closer Now... and Kree's  grin was rapidly loosing its  luster.Aye?  Damnabale shame  they did not think of that when we were made to wait outside thier Gate, like some beggars..... Yours Guildsmen  better be able to talk while we walk, because we are not stopping....

 The   Leader   spurred his tired  Horse and  Hand it  gallop around  the Elf  to Be  several yards in front of him...I think..good  Sir..yu can do us the respect of a meeting?


  Kree's  smile was gone, His Hand  rested on his  sword hilt,..they had thier chance... they chose to show us no respect...seems like you will go home empty handed....if... you go home at all....

 the Clatter of a cart was heard as the  cart tried to  catch up to its horsemen.

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Diana now notched her arrow.  Should Kree give the word, the rider would be the first to die.

Yet, she didn't draw it back.  Not yet.  But she was damned sure ready.

  The Horserman stood firm, even  as Kree kept moving forward. He gave the elf a Sneer.

  ...My home  Beckons, Lackey.. and you are in my way...do not think i will not strike down your horse, and finish you at me Liesure..

 The Other Horseman bellied out  a little Behind  Kree, he was  fussing with his belt  pouches ..

  The wagon was  bouncing as the  2 wheeled cart moved  along the  ruts of the 'road"..the MAgeling in the   side seat held on for dear life....

   He Raised  a Hand,HOLD....WE WISH TO BARTER!

   The   leader Horse man  stood in his stirrups, His Own sabre Hissed out of its sheath.. he looked down at the  elf  with hatred ..

  He  Still had His  Hand  On  the   Sword Hilt , the razorhawk Pommel feeing eager in his hand.

  Orlin sets down the chest he's carrying and pounds the butt of his staff into the ground.  One of the seals breaks, blue energy crackles down the staff. Orlin murmers something then pounds it again.  Again the blue energy crackles.  He has a look of boardom "I would strongly advise you not challenge the leader of the arrows my friend.  He has been very antsy lately and your people have had your chance>"

  Kree's step becomes a bit   faster as he  grips the Balde On his  Left Hip, with His  right  hand.. the left arm still holds his Bow.

 The  Leader Looks at Him and Canter's  towards the trees Just a  Bit... Ivy Has His  Bow aimed at the Other Horseman,...  You will have to Move a lot more than that... and you will count yourself  Lucky, if you only lose your  horse...
.... The  Other fellow  Has  things   In his hands  and Looks over the  rest of the group.


 The Leader  Gives  Kree another  Sneer,I do not fear some Elven sell sword.. I have been taught the art of war by the best swordmen is the LAnds!

 Kree Spits out,... most  folks do not fear me... because those who crossed baldes..have died..

  Ivy  Nods  to the Lader, the   draws his Bow back as he shouts to the other  rider,...you better  hope  that spell you cast, is  faster, the  then speed of  my arrow....


 The   Cart is Bouncing and the MAgeling is Shouting for  both side to HOLD...A flock of Razorhawks  take to the Air, some 3 miles  away... They are attacking , what appears to be a cowsized, winged Lizard...the  small little Hawks   dive in with heir  sharp  boned  heads wounding the  creature , even as one or two fal, from the lash of the  Lizard thing's  tail..... But the   Bigger  creature  is  starting to lose  altitude..