"Yes you are right Shorty, it is time to go."  replies Dualis with some enthusiasm "To the foyer"  in a blink you all find yourself in the large foyer that is the entrance to Dualis keep.  The door is open and a bright day shines thru the doorway.  You step out into the open air.  The day is young and is indeed a bright sunny day.

"If all things go well we should be an hour, no more than two.  We shall Teleport to the outskirts of The Cove and walk the 3 miles to Kaine's cottage."  he turns to Trysk "You may want to put a hood on or something, the local residents usually do not react well to a drow."

Back to Shorty, "Before I forget Shorty, there is one thing you should know about Kaine.  His first major assignment was to defend a small glade against a clan of ogres that was threatening it.  He does not care much for ogres and their ilk.  He has been known as the Ogre Reaper.  He will undoubtedly want to see what rules you.  Sort of the way I did when we first met many years ago."  he smiles.

"Next stop, The Cove"

--DM2

In reply to Ron, The DM (msg # 1):

Shorty shakes his head and sighs.   "So you're be tellin me day Drud gonna be brassy n not nice n always telli Shorty what do.  Dis gonna bees so muches fun."  Shorty sighs  and gestures for Dualis to lead the way.

In reply to Ron, The DM (msg # 1):

Trysk shrugs and uses Shape Change to look like a high elf.

In reply to Shorty (msg # 2):

Dualis puts his hand to his chin, looking deep at Shorty.  "Not really, I guess you do not really remember our first meeting.  No matter."

Looking at Trysk

"That should do just fine."

After which Dualis wave his arms and you all Teleport away.

More to come.

--DM2
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In reply to Ron, The DM (msg # 4):


Almost immediately you all find yourselves in the midst of a huge forest.  The expanse you do not know but the trees themselves are the biggest you have ever seen.  The smallest are perhaps 4' in diameter and the biggest near you is at least 10'.  Most of the others are near 8' wide.  They grow so tall you have to strain your necks to even see near the top.   The branches themselves look to be the size of large trees.  With their sheer size there are large spaces between making travel easy.  Looking off to the west you see quite a few elves and humans walking about, a few dwarves and gnomes as well.  They walk on what could be considered a road thru the trees.  Looking up in their direction you can see buildings in the trees sitting on the tops of the huge limbs of the trees!  You also see large suspended bridges between these buildings with many elves, humans etc. traversing these.
    You notice that the path starts to curve away from you at a point just ahead.  You seem to be about 100' off the path at the edge of the curve.  There are a few other wanderers making their way thru the forest heading toward the path.  Your sudden appearance seems to have caused little in the way of a disturbance.  Dualis says: "Welcome to the Cove"  he points over to the east, "Kaine is this way, about 3 miles."  he starts off at a brisk pace.

More to come...

--DM2

In reply to Ron, The DM (msg # 5):

Shorty steps over and gently runs his hand over one of the large trees before turning with a smile to follow Dualis.

In reply to Ron, The DM (msg # 5):

Trysk follows while trying to get his bearings in the Cove.

In reply to Trysk (msg # 7):

Morteft follows as well. "What a beautiful place." He seems to be enjoying the surroundings. "I wonder if we can find a nice tavern and sample the local brews."

In reply to Morteft (msg # 8):

"They've got a number of inns and taverns," chimes in Warwick.

In reply to Warwick (msg # 9):

Morteft says, "We should take our time. Maybe they would be interested in trading some recipes."

In reply to Morteft (msg # 10):

Trysk raises an eyebrow, "I thought we ARE in a hurry. Or can the druid survive a few more days while we enjoy ourselves here?"

In reply to Trysk (msg # 11):

"No, we can't wait, lad.  We need to take care of this mission and then we can go sampling some brews."

In reply to Warwick (msg # 12):

Dualis nods, "Yes, unfortunately we are on a schedule; otherwise we could stop in at a few choice establishments.  You will have your chance later however as the Dark One has agents in every major city on Delith."  Dualis keeps a brisk pace and you walk on but not much further, maybe 100 yards, he slows.  "Case in point, just coming around that large tree." he motions with his head .. another 60' or so ahead and to your left (North east) is a large tree probably 10' in diameter.  Before whatever comes into view, Shorty feels something is not quite right as if the forest shivers.

Around the tree come a threesome, from left to right. The first is probably a human, dressed in black chainmail and a large black helm with wings shaped like a dragons on the sides.  A large sword, looks to be a bastard, hangs from a belt, the pommel is a dark bronze.

The second is large and bulky, close to 6 1/2 feet tall, makes no effort to hide his appearance.  It is a half-orc, dressed in breast plate, knee length leather britches and big heavy boots covering up to the knee.  A mace hangs from a belt and a three headed flail is strapped to its back, the three heads bounce as the half-orc walks.

The third may be the strangest, of elven stature but dark skinned, not like a drow, the skin is many tones lighter, more of a light brown, like an oak leaf in fall.  He wears no outer armor, carries a staff but also has a slender sword at his side.  There is also a short bow over his shoulder.  He wears a cloak with something bulky underneath and his clothes are an olive green.  Perhaps a mage/fighter combination. He walks smooth and easy.

They are heading for the market.  All three give you a not so friendly glance and they continue on without a word.

More to come ...

--DM2

In reply to Ron, The DM (msg # 13):

Warwick looks back at Dualis.  "Any reason we don't remove them from existence?  Surely ye could do so without much effort.  Or, we could do so with a lot more effort."

In reply to Warwick (msg # 14):

Shorty bristles visibly at the trio and begins to move forward muttering to himself.

In reply to Warwick (msg # 14):

Trysk nods in agreement with Warwicks comment.