The tracks were infrequent leading to the grove. Sometimes drag marks could be seen lifting up some of the soft earth and other times, you could walk a couple hundred feet before seeing anything again.
During the walk, the environment around you took on a different hue. The leaves on the trees seemed a little brighter in color or took on an unearthly hue. Various mushrooms not seen on your earlier trek to the church could became more abundant, in numerous color combinations and all different sizes, some large enough to sit on. Strange and wondrous plants could be seen popping out sporadically, overshadowing the more dull landscape you've been used to.
After a couple twists and turns on the path, and walking underneath a couple of root bridges, you finally come upon the grove.
The grove itself is about 100 feet in diameter. There are scattered trees along the edges, giving it a feel that it is circular in shape, but there are various small pathways that look to lead out of here. In the middle of the grove sits a circular winding path that is about 5 feet wide, lined with various sized stones and those beautiful flowers, like the one Elinaora had, separating the path as it twirls into the center.
Sitting in the center of the grove is a venerable creature, with long white stringy hair, eyes that look glazed over, as if blind, and a dark tanned hide, weathered from old age. His feet are goat hooves, and he sits upon a stump while holding a walking stick. He sits about 5 feet across from another stump. Next to each stump are two golden bowls and a pile of stones, each roughly 1 inch in diameter.
He slowly stands up as you enter the grove, as if in slow motion. Hanging behind the aging fey creature are two large prison cages hanging from a large tree, with the two remaining hunters standing in them, bound and gagged.
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