That is Not Dead Which Can Eternal Lie

"They are delicious, so I have heard. But I require only the scales, of any colour you like, and I don't believe those are edible. The rest, then, is yours to do with what you will." Ludo's rags moved in the equivalent to a shrug. The soul guide was no Safrin - he did not require the fish to be alive in order to use it. "Take care, with the Wicker Woman. Research it well before you go wandering." It would be a shame, Outlander or no (but since the fall of the barrier Ludo did not seem particularly bothered by them) to see Jigano perish to one of the deadly trees. There were so many more interesting ways to go, after all. Letting clever fingers burrow into soft, white fur, the deity said nothing but it was clear that it was very content indeed with Jigano's decision. The rags continued to flick and play for Isuma, and Ludo was at peace, in the quiet and tranquility of its woods. {END} LUDO Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own