"Mm. Now you have the context needed for me to tell you a story."
Ava can just relax and listen, without worry that she'll be obligated to respond, or that she'll be too confused to follow. And what Fever spins out is the tale of the Emerald Grove, of a group of newly acquainted people bound together by mutual kidnapping who were seeking answers, and the druid grove they came across. What they found was a community in fear and turmoil, refugees who needed to take a long journey and feared the way, and a looming threat beyond the door.
She does her best to imitate Kagha's scornful tones, walks Ava through seeing a child nearly punished for simply trying to extend her time in safety and reassures her that Arabella was restored to her parents' arms, looks not a bit ashamed to confess that she had slipped into the First Druid's things and found suspicious orders to follow, a trail that would confirm the woman intended to seal the Grove away from harm and help alike out of fear of having no choice. Confronting her ended the first threat to the Grove and got her to repent her ways - to be diminished to a novice, in shame, until she could prove she relearned their path, but still, the absence of their true leader.
And so it was that they moved forwards in quest of a war stronghold, against a disparate collective of souls who sought to burn and plunder. Three leaders that would need to be disposed of, before the group would scatter without leadership - three that fell to Fever's party and their ever thirsty blade. Perhaps she could have cut out the part about poisoning the drinks at their revels, but it really had been a clever bit of work. The same with taking on their magical symbol to convince them she was on their side, until she was past all their defenses, freeing an errant bard along the way. And this, she declares, is when they met and freed the Halsin she spoke of. His aid was invaluable in bringing the camp down, in coming back to the Grove triumphant.
"...so, refugees and residents alike were rejoicing, and we got invited to celebrate with them afterwards, before we'd have to move on in our travels. Dancing, drinking, enjoying feeling safe for a little while again. It was hard work, but overall, I'm glad we could help them."
That is how she winds the tale down, only knowing the length of it by the change in the sunlight's position.
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Ava can just relax and listen, without worry that she'll be obligated to respond, or that she'll be too confused to follow. And what Fever spins out is the tale of the Emerald Grove, of a group of newly acquainted people bound together by mutual kidnapping who were seeking answers, and the druid grove they came across. What they found was a community in fear and turmoil, refugees who needed to take a long journey and feared the way, and a looming threat beyond the door.
She does her best to imitate Kagha's scornful tones, walks Ava through seeing a child nearly punished for simply trying to extend her time in safety and reassures her that Arabella was restored to her parents' arms, looks not a bit ashamed to confess that she had slipped into the First Druid's things and found suspicious orders to follow, a trail that would confirm the woman intended to seal the Grove away from harm and help alike out of fear of having no choice. Confronting her ended the first threat to the Grove and got her to repent her ways - to be diminished to a novice, in shame, until she could prove she relearned their path, but still, the absence of their true leader.
And so it was that they moved forwards in quest of a war stronghold, against a disparate collective of souls who sought to burn and plunder. Three leaders that would need to be disposed of, before the group would scatter without leadership - three that fell to Fever's party and their ever thirsty blade. Perhaps she could have cut out the part about poisoning the drinks at their revels, but it really had been a clever bit of work. The same with taking on their magical symbol to convince them she was on their side, until she was past all their defenses, freeing an errant bard along the way. And this, she declares, is when they met and freed the Halsin she spoke of. His aid was invaluable in bringing the camp down, in coming back to the Grove triumphant.
"...so, refugees and residents alike were rejoicing, and we got invited to celebrate with them afterwards, before we'd have to move on in our travels. Dancing, drinking, enjoying feeling safe for a little while again. It was hard work, but overall, I'm glad we could help them."
That is how she winds the tale down, only knowing the length of it by the change in the sunlight's position.