MAEA
Indeed, his currency would not get him far. "Coin?" she asked, and sounded like she had never even heard the term before. "I'm... not sure I know what you mean. But don't worry, I'm sure you will be able to make arrangements to both your liking." Maea rubbed her hand over the back of her neck, under the long, white hair, and glanced at Rance. A surreptitious look, that seemed to try and weigh his character more than appearances or mood. But whatever she might have thought to say, was left unsaid. There were other guilds that might have room for newcomers... but it was not her place to offer them up.
It was a secret she kept for someone else, after all.
"Yes, quite close," she just answered instead. Turning to look ahead, she found that the trees were growing more sparsely up ahead. Perhaps the Greatwood sensed the urgency, or was just keen to spit them back out again, but it appeared to have eased the path for them. Turned their feet about to shorten the road. Beyond the dense woodlands lay an area that was free from all vegetation. A wide scar had been carved through the earth and spread out wide in a line of barren soil. It stretched for miles in every direction, and the ground, the trees, the shrubs on the other side looked somehow grayer than the rest. Faded, as if the soil was somehow poorer, less rich in nutrients.
"Beyond here lies the Hollowed Grounds," Maea said, and pointed to the strip of bare soil. "This line marks where the Barrier used to be. When it still was active, you couldn't get near it... but these days it's very safe. This region is called the Outskirts. In the distance, you should be able to see a black tower; that's the Spire, where The Voice was trapped. The Settlement, where most people live, lies close to the Spire."
There was more to say, of course. There always was, but these were the most basic landmarks to know about.
It was a secret she kept for someone else, after all.
"Yes, quite close," she just answered instead. Turning to look ahead, she found that the trees were growing more sparsely up ahead. Perhaps the Greatwood sensed the urgency, or was just keen to spit them back out again, but it appeared to have eased the path for them. Turned their feet about to shorten the road. Beyond the dense woodlands lay an area that was free from all vegetation. A wide scar had been carved through the earth and spread out wide in a line of barren soil. It stretched for miles in every direction, and the ground, the trees, the shrubs on the other side looked somehow grayer than the rest. Faded, as if the soil was somehow poorer, less rich in nutrients.
"Beyond here lies the Hollowed Grounds," Maea said, and pointed to the strip of bare soil. "This line marks where the Barrier used to be. When it still was active, you couldn't get near it... but these days it's very safe. This region is called the Outskirts. In the distance, you should be able to see a black tower; that's the Spire, where The Voice was trapped. The Settlement, where most people live, lies close to the Spire."
There was more to say, of course. There always was, but these were the most basic landmarks to know about.
I'm an angel bored like hell
And you're a devil meaning well
And you're a devil meaning well
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