Naswaru listened to the orc speak once more before nodding towards him. [color=f26522]“I agree, seeking hostility’s is not what we should do or aim for. I’m not here to look for a fight, I was contacted to be a guide and survivalist to take whatever team was assembled through my forests. As she said, my people are quite xenophobic. We only wish to stay hidden and commune with the mother, it would also be a mistake to brandish any sort of technology in their presence.”[/color] Acknowledging the orc and agreeing with him where simple things. Nkosi was never good at diplomacy, he tended to avoid people all together.

The news of no adventuring gear would mean he would have to wander around this city for a little while to hopefully purchase the supplies he would need for the return trip. Just one more thing he wasn’t going to look forward too. Then he was given a rather finely crafted and sturdy journal. As the Immortal said, it was for research and development of our spells and the magic we find. [color=f26522]“Thank you for this. I can only hope that what I find is enough to repay the debt we owe you of keeping my people safe.”[/color]

He continued to listen and make mental notes of the locations and descriptions of terrain that we would be traveling through. He kept quiet after being mentioned, waiting to speak his part after she had said what she needed too. [color=f26522]“My forests are very dangerous for the unwary or untrained. That portion of the journey may take us several days for me to navigate you through. I will do my best to avoid as many of those creatures as I can. I will also attempt to recruit a few other hunters from my village for that portion as well.”[/color] He was rather sure of himself in his ability to guide them through the forest. But it was rather evident that in recent months the forests have grown more and more dangerous.

With the mana surge close by, some creatures have begun to change because of it. Some that where barley dangerous at all can now single handily pick apart an experienced hunting party. Others have grown to monstrous sizes or shrunk to nearly nothing while still being dangerous. Then the rumors of a few rare creatures being able to do unexpected things some say even use magic. Rumors and talk of strange noises and new creatures no one has ever seen have also been reported. Even the plants seem effected by it.

[color=f26522]“Do not worry my orcish friend, you are not alone. I too have been unable to use mana in any sense. Although, it’s influence defiantly feels stronger in my forest.”[/color] The other female spoke up again going on about necromancy and other magic’s. Nkosi wasn’t to sure what exactly necromancy was other than it was something to do with bringing the dead back to life. A practice seen as taboo by his people. One should die as they have lived. To bring back something that was once dead is said to be a bad omen and will bring about shame to one's people. [color=f26522]“This necromancy you speak of. I will learn it but I will not practice it. There are somethings that are seen as taboo to my people. However, I will focus and share my efforts with the rest of you regarding nature and the earth.”[/color]

There was one more thing that was bothering him. Mrs. Winters said that they would have enough supplies for four and horses for four. [color=f26522]“Mrs. Winters. You said there would be four horses waiting for us. Are you joining us on our expedition or are we waiting for another?”[/color] He was quite curious, no one said anything about her joining them.