Upon hearing Fraya's stern threat the Woodland Spirit lowered itself down towards her face and eyed her off, trying to see if it recognised the body structure and features of the creature that she was. [b]"If you are indeed an 'Old One' then you of all creatures should know about the Stone of Blight. It was your race that created it in the first place."[/b]

The Spirit turned towards Alyon, noticing that she was now sitting up on the branch unwrapping the vines from around her leg. It made little effort to care about her actions knowing that the paralysis would only last a few more hours and thus she wasn't a high threat. [b]"Ever since the 'Old Ones' created their Artifacts humans have always been tempted by their power. For centuries they searched for what they do not understand and continually interfere with the balance that was set a lifetime ago. Artifacts, like the Stone of Blight, should not be allowed to enter into the hands of a human, and for over ten winters I have been protecting this stone ever since I caught that wretched human trying to steal it."[/b]

Carefully he reached up towards Alyon grabbing her by the chest and lowering her to the ground. [b]"I have no intention of harming a human, especially if that human has befriended an 'Old One'."[/b] He lowered Alyon to the ground and let her stumble her way towards the edge of the tree so she could prop herself up. [b]"A dual with an 'Old One' over the life of a human,"[/b] it chucked to itself, [b]"Now that would be a sight to behold."[/b]

Alyon finally spoke up, demanding an answer from the Woodland Spirit, [color=7ea7d8][b]"I don't understand, you tell us that you don't want any human to take this 'stone' but you have not told me, or Fraya at any point what this stone can do!"[/b][/color]

The Woodland Spirit growled at what it believed to be Alyon's ignorance as it turned towards the edge of the forest and held out it's arms. The trees in the direction it was facing all bowed away, leaving a long passageway for the three of them to look down. It followed up by breathing a large, heavy gust of air that expelled the glow from within it's body, revealing that it's light was created by a hive of fireflies that lived within the spirit's woody structure. As the insects flew off into the distance the landscape began to light up. Fraya and Alyon watched as they witnessed a desolate wasteland with a large rocky formation in the center, and sitting proudly on top of this formation was a tower, a possible part of the crypt that laid below.

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[b]"This is what happened 10 years ago when that wretched human attempted to take the stone"[/b]