Chmeorl sat waiting. Trouble showed in the feline face as he waited patiently for his master. This is the first time he had called the Green Man instead of being called by the Green Man. He closed his eyes, and took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and sent another summons.
When he opened his eyes, the circle was forming. The rocks were silently raising from the ground. A central peace emanated from the circle. Jeremy welcomed the feeling. The calmness that could combat the sorrow in his soul.
"What is so important that you would summon me?" came the expected voice. It held curiosity, and concern.
"Master," the grimalkin began. "Another has died. He did not stay, he has passed on." His head hung low in sorrow, he waited for a reply before he continued.
At last, the answer came. "Go on, tell me what happened, and how you know he has truly passed on."
"Master," openly weeping now, Chmeorl had to wait a while before he could speak. "The ghost gave the body back to the hairy one. I saw him depart from the body. There was a short period of confusion, in which the hairy one tried to regain his location inside the area. When he finally did, they pressed on, looking for the Heart of Cold.
"They came to a door, the hairy one, who has become very violent, broke the door down. Inside were three dire bears. They were huge. He just ran in! The other party member tried to help. The shamaness used her fey mask spell, but the bears saw right through it. The ghost tried to possess, but he couldn't. The fighter took a beating, he got hit five times, and died.
"Master, I saw him pass on."
The Green Man took all this stoically. He showed no signs of any emotion. Chmeorl thought he could see all this information being mulled around inside. "Chmeorl, Meatwhal has led a very interesting life. He has done well. I had hoped that he would see the end of his quest, but that was not to be. I have prepared another to be in his stead. Prepare the party."
This pronouncement startled him. Another had been prepared? He had no idea. Chmeorl glanced up in wonderment, just to see the Green Man fade from view.
The grimalkin was left with his thoughts, both sorrowful and hopefull. Another was to come and take the Furry ones place in the party.
When he opened his eyes, the circle was forming. The rocks were silently raising from the ground. A central peace emanated from the circle. Jeremy welcomed the feeling. The calmness that could combat the sorrow in his soul.
"What is so important that you would summon me?" came the expected voice. It held curiosity, and concern.
"Master," the grimalkin began. "Another has died. He did not stay, he has passed on." His head hung low in sorrow, he waited for a reply before he continued.
At last, the answer came. "Go on, tell me what happened, and how you know he has truly passed on."
"Master," openly weeping now, Chmeorl had to wait a while before he could speak. "The ghost gave the body back to the hairy one. I saw him depart from the body. There was a short period of confusion, in which the hairy one tried to regain his location inside the area. When he finally did, they pressed on, looking for the Heart of Cold.
"They came to a door, the hairy one, who has become very violent, broke the door down. Inside were three dire bears. They were huge. He just ran in! The other party member tried to help. The shamaness used her fey mask spell, but the bears saw right through it. The ghost tried to possess, but he couldn't. The fighter took a beating, he got hit five times, and died.
"Master, I saw him pass on."
The Green Man took all this stoically. He showed no signs of any emotion. Chmeorl thought he could see all this information being mulled around inside. "Chmeorl, Meatwhal has led a very interesting life. He has done well. I had hoped that he would see the end of his quest, but that was not to be. I have prepared another to be in his stead. Prepare the party."
This pronouncement startled him. Another had been prepared? He had no idea. Chmeorl glanced up in wonderment, just to see the Green Man fade from view.
The grimalkin was left with his thoughts, both sorrowful and hopefull. Another was to come and take the Furry ones place in the party.
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