“Apos… are you sure Azonor is this way, the Maps reached their edge past those Mountains a day ago.” complained Gindew, his stout posture was now hunched over from their days walk. The company of three had been travelling for weeks on a slow winding road through the Forests and Mountains.
Apos ignored him and sped ahead “I know where we are, just trust me.” she called back. Gindew shook his head and chuckled “Trust a Witch? i’d sooner throw myself from one of these Cliff Faces that put my life in a Witch’s Hands.”. Apos was now annoyed, after endless complaining and down right rude comments towards her nobody could blame her for wanting to leave them for death. but Apos had a better plan in mind.
The Cliff Faces at their sides and above soon paced away from the path revealing frighteningly thick and tall trees. pressed together tightly making it look like one great mass of Wood and Moss. The Sun only lit the Woods for a small number of Hours before reaching the great green barrier which was the roof of the Forest.
Currently the Sun sat pleasantly at the top of the sky breathing light down below. Cali was never keen on being in the open sunlight, he was naturally a Hunter from the South, they spend years climbing trees and scaling Mountains in order to fill themselves with nature, so they can use it to their advantage in the Ritual of Hunting.
Cali looked up into the Trees, all he saw was a sheer wall of wood. He couldn’t look more than a moment as the small Gaps in the Wood felt like black eyes gazing down on them, watching and stalking them. He whispered silently to Gindew “I don’t like these Trees, they are full of Creatures unknown to even Hunter’s Eyes. We must go swiftly while we have the light.” Before Gindew could reply Apos called back “Hurry up, The Ground Goblins will get you at the speed your going. We must reach that distant Opening before nightfall.”, Apos always used Ground Goblins as an excuse to make people hurry up, It was the Witches Apos came from that create these tiny nail-sized creatures. they often travelled in large Numbers of 20-30 creating ugly tiny structures made to trip the larger Creatures and allow the little bastards to crawl inside the Creature and kill it.
Gindew of course being a Dwarf didn’t care about Ground Goblins, Bush-Dwellers or even the Forest Trolls, all he cared about was getting to Azonor alive. For that reason Gindew often found reason to set off during the early hours to get more ground covered for in the very far distance grey clouds could be seen behind them, and even Apos knew that was bad.
Forest Storms were not like the petty Storms in the South where meer rain drops and the occasional wind blew. Forest Storms were a whole different event, Evil creatures and beasts followed these black events, their crowded numbers created a dark presence hence the black clouds above them, ferocious winds and burning rain pummels who ever falls behind into these cloud shadows, Apos and Cali were both victim to the forces once before, they both held scars and burns from them.
Therefore Apos sped ahead, but Cali preferred to remain with Gindew, “Do you think we will be able to rest tonight? or will the Clouds catch us.” Gindew asked panting through Apos’ new pace. Cali took moments to consider “I highly doubt we will rest, first because of the clouds, and then there is the Witch.” They both looked at Apos, they both saw her walking at an unnatural pace. Apos called back “I see an Opening!”. Within moments both Gindew and Cali sped to reach her line of sight.
There they saw a large opening, the wall of Trees curved creating a wide land of sparse trees. “This must be a mile wide. I can barely see the Sides.” said Gindew squinting to see the Area. suddenly he was interrupted by Apos who seemed suddenly excited “Look! a Hut! over there!”.