Chronicles of the Chosen IV
The Druid
In the woodland realm where once were thieves is now a land where natural respect reigns. The gods of nature are worshipped here.
An elven druid, younger that what is expected. Walks in at the wrong moment. As a cleric and a necromancer of the opposing ways of life section off whom they want to serve them.
Summoning nature to his aid, a green tinge filled the air. And the three ents of this forest appeared before him. He took out a scroll, on it read:
“Powerful was the gloomy ash, cleaving all in his path without thinking twice.”
Then a tangled mass of wood and leaf engulfed there two unnatural prophets and dragged them into the darkness that no human dares to tread. The scroll, almost instantly, began to burn with a green flame. Within seconds it had completely incinerated. Then, he notices, the charm that these “destroyers of the forest” used to inspire followers of nature to convert. A green gem, wrapped in an oak leaf.
Leon, druid of nature, was now an avatar of the gods…
An elven druid, younger that what is expected. Walks in at the wrong moment. As a cleric and a necromancer of the opposing ways of life section off whom they want to serve them.
Summoning nature to his aid, a green tinge filled the air. And the three ents of this forest appeared before him. He took out a scroll, on it read:
“Powerful was the gloomy ash, cleaving all in his path without thinking twice.”
Then a tangled mass of wood and leaf engulfed there two unnatural prophets and dragged them into the darkness that no human dares to tread. The scroll, almost instantly, began to burn with a green flame. Within seconds it had completely incinerated. Then, he notices, the charm that these “destroyers of the forest” used to inspire followers of nature to convert. A green gem, wrapped in an oak leaf.
Leon, druid of nature, was now an avatar of the gods…
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Nature is precious is it not?