Tryll's Paragon Quest (Tryll)

[Anastasia]

"Arvandor, eh?" Westwind says, "Sounds fun, let's get going."

[Yuthirin]

"Compared to, you know, the Abyss! Or Pandemonium!" Calleigh natters as they head out. Tryll's eye dissipates into mist, which trails closely behind Calleigh.

[Anastasia]

Okay, how are y'all getting to Arvandor?

[Yuthirin]

Either walk or find someone to Plane Shift us, since I can't. Could I Greater Teleport between sub-planes?

[Anastasia]

No, but since it's on the same overall plane, you could portal to a border with it and walk on over. It's not a terribly difficult border to cross, Arborea and Arvandor are closely tied together.

[Yuthirin]

Sounds like we have a plan, then.

[Anastasia]

A teleport later, you're walking into Arvandor. Which is largely the same as Arborea, though the forest is a bit thinner. There's more obvious trails, less debris and overall easier going.

Go ahead, ball's in your court.

[Anastasia]

As all of you walk in, "Great," Prince Westwind says, "So the question that launches a thousand adventures: How do we find this sage?"

[Yuthirin]

Calleigh shrugs, "I dunno."

[Anastasia]

"Ah, I see the problem. There are a few ways to solve any problem. Alcohol isn't right here, violence isn't suitable so we're down to networking. Come," Prince Westwind says, "We'll find the nearest elven village and talk our way to directions."

[Yuthirin]

"Yeah, wandering around for a few years works most of the time." Calleigh nods. "It's what we usually do when we want something but don't know how to get it. Eventually someone gives us what we want."

[Anastasia]

"It will hardly take us any time at all. It's Arvandor, you can't go take a piss in the woods without tripping over an elf or ten," Prince Westwind laughs, "This will be easy."

[Yuthirin]

"That's actually true. I've tripped over elves."

[Anastasia]

"Exactly! Forward!" Prince Westwind says.

From here it's not long. Perhaps an hour until you come to a neat, tidy elven village. It's woven into the trees nearby, full houses built amid the trees and connected with wooden paths. Stairs and ladders lead from the ground up to it and you can see elves up there. "See? Easy. Now then."

After clearing his throat, Prince Westwind calls, "I AM PRINCE WESTWIND, GRAND CALIPH OF THE DJINN! WE SEEK..." A pause and he murmrus to Calleigh, "What was the name of that sage?"

[Yuthirin]

"Pasefoot the Gnarled." Calleigh is helpful!