while  they eat and Listen to music.. sounds  drift down from the other  two ships  who, Likewise, and   feasting on the  food , provided by the gods.

  ..well,  Quickshadow? where   do ye wanted  be  dropped off?  at the  Plains Elves  dock?..or    By the   landing near the tip of yer  forest.

  ..we have been  traveling  for a bit...  Taje us to the Landing... we needs,  take car of these slaves, then we will be  goign back to   Trace, to end this chapter  in Arrow history...

Khorvar walked up to Kree a mug in his hand and a huge grin on his face. "I be wonderin sometin, ifn it be me. I be tinkin dat goin at em again twould be da last ting dhey be tinkin we be doin. It just be me say dat."

Khorvar took a swig of his mug waiting to see what Kree thought.

  Kree  smiled  at the Dwarf.. the   Dwarf Captain  laughed  as  well.

  well?.. There was  to be not attack at all?... we were suppsoed to  find the Lost Arrows  and  then return, But the turn of  avents  that had me seek to chance the power structure in the beggar's  guild. It appears , it was  a good  thing those   giards  were killed, No one  can say it was arrows...and out  entry into  the  Merchant Lord's  quarter, was made from the sewers..

  Kree shrugged,..we shall let them sort out  what happened..while   we  finish our  mission.

  The  feasting continued   as the sun camp up... The CAptains  thanked  Bronzefist  and   The Arrows  for the feast  and went back to check on thier ships.

   Kree sat on a coil of rope  as  he told his Unit,..some of you are new, so let me tell you this  now?  When  we get to the Black Timber... we  willenter  when apprached  by a Warden.... when we enter, the warden will travel with us for a space..., then?  because Ivy and I are here.. we will be left on our  own.. we stay on the  rad... and do not harm any trees..... we wil not need to kill any animals, as there will be a w3elcome home fest in the Vilage....and...

 he cast a  disapproving   glace  to Ivy,..My Father  and the other  Elders   will be there to hear the report.. after that, we  start off on the  journey back, to the  Trace Wood, and see if  we might end this traitor's plans.

 .... we may encounter , Forest Runners.. you may kill them, if you must...

 Kree nodded,..Forest Runners  are   very large Lizards or sorts... they  eat plants.... some  eat animals.. some  eat each other....the plant eaters  will attack  if threatened ..the other  will attack us  for food.. They come in many odd shapes and sizes..some say there  are  those that can Fly, and  live in the mountains? it may be true..i have never seen one..

Justin sits near Kree offering an occasional nod of acknowledgement and support of the brief and guidance the Captain provides the recently joined Crimson Arrows.

Khorvar listened to this with interest. "Ya be sayin dey be many sizes. 'ow big we talkin? An dey fly?"

 I never saw a flyer, Unless soem of the  flying creatures  we  see when were. traveling  at Forest  Runners and Not  Dragons  or Wyverns...  there are  some  larger  2 legged beasties  that can move  fast, have big Jaws, we had to Kill one  when we started this   trip a while back..there  are some  tiny ones... ..then  a lot  of  4 legged ones,,some have  armor  -like  hide..they are Mostly  the plant eaters

 ..I have seen  Hunter s walk through a group of them..and nothing happens.. but  we have also  found bodies  broken and trampled

Stardancer listened to the stories of these 'Forest Runners'.  "So this 'Warden' will like a guide and protector of sorts?" she asked as she gave a flick of her tail

  Kree  turned to start dancer  as he   dfrank  from another goblet of wine...Wardens are the Highest posting   a person from the BAlck Timber  may reach... you devote  you life to protecticng the   Trees and all inside it.. The Druids are to the Forest what the Clerics are to the outside..... WQardens  are Like the Forests Holy warriors.. The forst  aids them..very...very few can see a Warden, if they do not  want you to...but they are there .... You will see?  As  they seem to step from the trees  themselevs....

 ..the stories  have said, that killing a Black Timber Warden, with proff  that  you did?.. will get you fame in Hargen...Coin and Slaver circles,..and a price on your head  from the Timber... It is hard to be a Warden...but  it is most fulfilling

 Ivy Grins,..then yuou have  those who turn  down  WArdenship, to be a Crimson Arrow...  he looks at the others  and   points to Kree.

  The is a snort from Kree,Aye....but i was not worthy of Wardenship.... and i am Damnably good  at killing  slavers, and HArgen scouts...I serve the realms  better as  an Arrow.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 336):

Forest Runners. Ah, yes, Niphre had read of those in the library back at the castle.

 The First Mate  Came over the  Group... we should  reach the  place  most of the   Raiders and CAtfolk use  as a  ford,   at Low sun?  Say>  7 or  8 hours?.. It should Give   you an hour or so to reach The Timber  before  Dark

 Kree Nodded,..thank you.. it will be   good to see home again

 Ivy  Grinned,..it  will be  good  to join in the welcome feast  again!

 Kree Looked a Niphre,..you ever  enter the Deep forest?

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 343):

Justin asked the First mate if the Captain had some time for a brief meeting, about the possibility of holding a service aboard the ship and providing Medical aid /councelling for the crew?

  Bronzefist nods,we   ain't   in any bad water.. Just  dunna keep 'em too Long, so's  we   don't  run inta a sand bar or sumpthin'

   7 of the Crew  went forward, The Captain   chased them to the bow, so he  could handle the Helm in peace.

  a pair of them  were Injured.. falls from the  crosstrees  durnign   some   tigh  moving when they left the Docks

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 343):

Niphre shook her head."No, I never have. I did read about it back home, though."

  ..  as the  sun goes  down.. the   forest  gets   black as pitch... until the sister  Moons   race  across the sky..then we   get pale  , silvery light,, cutting through teh  dew  holes  where trees   forgot to cover..... you'll see   clearings in the distance... looking like   people  have lit it   for a feast.... but never go there.. as predators   wait for those  who do.

 ...The  day brings  the browns , greens  yellow  and black together... and the animals rule the  trees.....it  can seem  oppressive, as it  may seem comforting..it  depends on  how you view  the trees themselves...

 ..if the sisters   smile on you, you may see   Razorhawks.. Our  Clan totem.... small birds .. abouth the  size of a  clsoed  elven fist.. sharp  Bone  cresses  on thier  heads  they use to attack thier  prey and gouge upr  fresh to take back to thier colony.... sometimes.. a Hawk  will pick a person, and Bond  with them... they will stay until death of  one or the  other.... when  in the wild, they attack if  flocks ..numbing  in the scores.... but  when bonded?..they  portect   thier companion.  Ivy smiles  a bit sadly.

In reply to River (msg # 345):

Justin provided what healing he could to the Injured sailors; during which time Justin shared his testimony with them; about the blessings and guidance of Eta.

  they sat on the Deck, watched the healing..of  course they have heard, and seen  clerics  heal.. they   used to have  one  , before she was killed  by raiders.But  she  was a cleaic  of Mina.

  One of the   crewman raised his hand,..so's... if  all  these folks   pray to Eta?.. how does  she figger  ta  see who gets her  Blessin'?

 ..yer  folks got out of there  pretty quick..and lots of the Mok folks  are dead, or wish they were?....what made her not help them?

Myranda helped the Roller with the Healing. Hearing the sailors question she considered the question then responded before Justin had an opportunity.

There be many things to consider in this situation.
Such as how deserving of assistance each of those in Mok were; would it be fitting to save one who has evil coursing through them;
Who if any their Patron Deity was;
If The Sisters blessings were in answer to those who sought their assistance; if so who specifically was asking.

For example I suspect some of the Slaves held by the Merchant Lords sought vengeance or justice against those who persecute them.
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From where she relaxed Stardancers eyes moved to Myranda "It would not be unheard of for a slave or servant to take revenge.  Especially if the master or Mistress was of a cruel nature."

In reply to Stardancer (msg # 351):

Myranda nodded giving Stardancer a broad smile, of appreciation for her verbal support. Indeed Mistress Stardancer, and with the Sisters aid; any outcome would be both swift and certain.
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 a woman crewman, they saw her   in  the topsails  a lot,  as a look out, asked,.. how do the Sisters  chose ?..  They   have   both sides of Luck?... its not  Like   the Gods of  the lands who have  an aspect , unto themsleves ?

 ..does not luck, effect everyone..everything?... a Mouse  escaping  at Cat... an arrow  hitting a chain lick instead of your chest... a stumble  from an enemy that lets your   blade take them?...are they not....whimsical ..in how they choose  to   aid..or hamper?

In reply to river (msg # 353):


Those are all interesting concepts, Mistress. In the hope of addressing your questions The Sisters have a their own Goals. These are guided via different processes or conditions such as subtle application or direct intervention.

For example Several of the Arrows are followers of the Sisters, or in some instances one of the Sisters. We are more likely to be used as vessels for their Will.

Suggesting that .. luck, effects everyone .. everything?... isn't quite accurate your comments such as a Mouse escaping a Cat... an arrow hitting a chain lick instead of your chest... a stumble from an enemy that lets your blade take them?

Neglect to factor other Divine Goals such as those of Harg, Mina, Nin, Tra, Trall to name a few. Each have their own influence in the outcomes of life

These are not whimsical... Rather the means by which the Divine choose to aid... or hamper? is only revealed to those they deem worthy. 

After listening she spoke quietly, not whispering, just in a soft spoken voice "Gods have thier own agendas.  For good or ill.  Occassionally I have found they interact with us if it is in thir interest to do so.  Near my home land was a temple of a roaming tribe of humans.  It was guarded by many gates.  the first was 6 statues of 6 diferent gods.  We had to make an offering to pass.  Those who failed to give a proper tribute recieved a horrible fate, if accepted a prize or boon.  Many offered fire and fuel to Agni, the bringer of fire.  Water to Waruna of the ocean and seas.  Even slaves were to give a tribute.  Many gave to Ilmater, the broken god of a single drop of blood.  I gave to Jizana the very shirt I made and wore.  She values good fortune through hard work.  My mastered offered gold."  she stopped for a moment "For most nothing happened.  When Jizana saw the work I was putting into the shirt she mad it magical for me alone.  A voice of kindness spoke in my mind saying my work was masterful.  When My master offered gold it was not accepted.  A booming voice had said his heart had hardened and he knew no trrue meaning to give.  They turned him into a spider, condemned to live in a thorny berry bush for a year and a day.  It also freed another who was given the shape of a magpie bird.  upon his freedom we became friends until foul magics struck him down" She toyed with the braid in her hair that held several black feathers as if to convey meaning.

  Kree  Give  Niphre  a pat on the shoulder,..YTouo will either Like the  Forest, or you will not, and the forst will not  care...but.. the forst can be as  kind, as it is ..unforgiving.. But?.. I know you wil like the food and the Music..

 as he walks  back to the  Stern to  talk with the CAptain,..here is  something to  debate..or, think on..if youe  follow the god  of Hunter, or assasins  to thieves?.. yhouhopes  ar eput in your skill..as opposed  to  your  target...and.. what god   watchs over them... But.. would not  it be a nice thing.. to have your  skills, and  yet have ....both.. Sisters  on your side?

 Pointing  back towards the Glowing Mormning sky  and the  pillar for smoke...was it good luck that we  took the sewers  to the  Merchant Lords  Quarter... or  BAd luck... and?  who suffered  from the bad  luck?.....w e were fo9rce  to escape out teh sally port..and Lo!.. the FAt  warship, helpless in it bed...

 I am not a Holy warrior..nor  would i wish to be.But..i will not  make excuses  for the Sisters.. I pray  for their  Aid.. and   i look at the results...I will not bend the result, to match my prayers...if  I need to  do that..perhaps?.. I  follow  the wrong  gods?...But thus far, even in the   worst  cases.. i have  found the aid  there...

..These  two?  and Mayhaps, Good Luthien could answer  more..

Luthien had been quiet...perhaps deep in prayer...but he has roused, and takes stock of the situation.