The
next morning brought the now-familiar group of villagers, this time
with breakfast. After dropping off their loads, the dwarf said, “The
council will see you when you're done with breakfast. Fellthien and
Gwinthel here,” he gestured at the elven guards, “Will escort you
when you are ready.”
“Thank
you,” Garkhen said, with a nod at the dwarf.
They
ate quickly, then left the fenced yard. Zakhin'Dakh again just
stepped over the fence (the guards seemed a bit worried by this). The
pair of elves led the three companions through the village, the big
griffon looking curiously at everything around him, to a long, low
building next to the opposite side of the stockade.
Almonihah
looked back at his big friend. “Sorry, don't think you'll fit,”
he said.
“Perhaps
the doors or a window could be left open?” Garkhen suggested,
looking over at the guard next to him.
“You
can request such of the council,” the guard replied, opening the
door for the two half-dragons.
Grumbling,
Almonihah followed Garkhen into the council hall. It was clear the
room they entered did not occupy the whole building, but it was still
quite sizable. The six council members they had seen before were
seated around half the arc of an oval table, facing the entrance. Two
men with staves stood slightly to the sides of the table—men
Almonihah was almost certain were Druids.
The
elven councilwoman stood as they entered, gesturing to a seat and a
stool on the other side of the table. “We greet you this morning,
with apologies that your griffon friend will not easily fit within
our hall.”
Almonihah
pointed at the doorway they had entered with his thumb while he
walked forward to take a seat. “Could leave th' door open.”
The
elf glanced at the other council members, none of whom indicated
dissent. She then nodded at the guards at the doors, who stopped
closing them and instead opened them wider. Zakhin'Dakh screeched
appreciatively and settled down, sticking his head in to watch and
listen.
The
councilwoman stayed standing until Almonihah and Garkhen had taken
their seats, then sat down herself. “We have discussed amongst
ourselves, and we have agreed to aid you on a single condition.”
“We
must see this artifact you carry.”
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Dun-dun-dun!
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