Deep in the Forest, at the Council of the 4 Winds, there is much debate. Finally, after listening to all the arguments, Jolindarel, the Eldest, rises on withered limbs. As he reaches his full height of 9’, the whispered shushes ripple down the length of the table rock. Tattered burgundy leaves hang here and there in the branches that stem from his head and body. In the winter of his life, his great girth showing his great age, the Eldest speaks in the old tongue, a sound not unlike the whispering winds rustling through the tree tops. “My fellow councilors, we are faced with challenges throughout the Great Woods and we have much higher priorities than this rogue Wizard in our forest. Even now we amass an army of tree folk to combat the Burners in the Eastern Wildwood. To the South, the Leafless are ever expanding their cities and towns and bringing demons, death, and destruction with them. There, many tree folk die to feed their need for wood and coke. To the North, the ice demons are also expanding their range bringing winter too soon for the saplings to grow properly. Much must be done. Much will be done. Though, to this matter of the Wizard, Lorameer has made a good argument. The Wizard is a killer and is working dark magic in the forest, which must not be tolerated. We cannot spare the strength to deal with him ourselves. We shall send out some of the older saplings to recruit help from the Leafless. We may hope that some of these will see the evil this Wizard represents and wish to destroy it. We may hope. Oleafshank, Mahindarel, send two of your saplings to the cities of the Leafless that lie to the north and to the west. The Wizard must be dealt with before the moon turns, and, hopefully, before his dabblings in dark magic cause any further harm to the Forest.”
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