Restoration of the Wizards: Chapter 2.5

Day 22, 1794 words (13,191 total)

Trees fells and mines were dug. The entire clearing was completely dug up. But while all this commotion was made, no one from the outside seemed to notice it. They just thought that Brinovan was celebrating once more deeper in the forest instead. But mostly though, it was their fear of the deep forest.

The forest Silia was made up of three types different forests. The border forest, the deep forest and the coastal forest. Most of the Silienfauna lived in the border forest, the part that was pretty much safe. Few ever traveled into the deep forest and so it was mostly unpopulated. Some lived in the coastal forest though much fewer than those of the borders. Hence, was how the forest of Silia was populated. But mostly though, the biggest problem was the deep forest. The deep forest was dense and mostly unexplored. It wasn’t because the Silienfauna weren’t brave enough to explore it. But it really was a dangerous place. Most people how journeyed in, never came out again. And it was this high sacrifice problem that caused the elder to ban journeying into the deep forest. The ban was eventually raised, but that never meant raising the fear of the people and most people didn’t go into the deep forest again. It was just too dangerous and scary. Sadly, no one knows what exactly it was in the deep forest that caused it to be that dangerous.

But for Brinovan, this was the perfect haven for his plans. If he could just get the walls up, danger wouldn’t be a problem at all and everything would be set.

***

Canmer, hidden behind a tall tree stared at the commotion, the destruction and realized something. He was right, something wasn’t right. He turned and left the clearing, running through the deep forest, heading towards the Elder’s Cave. Brinovan was up to something and he had to tell the Elders.

***

The next morning, Arenfinch roused them before the sun barely even peeked out of the horizon.

“Already?” Ilin groaned. “Five more minutes.”

Arenfinch ignored him. Hilian patted him on his shoulder.

“You’ll make it Ilin. No big worries. Mostly now, we have to focus on climbing that mountain and getting down from it before nightfall. It would be a good idea to get going now. I suppose we might be able to rest longer after the climb.”

“Oh, fine.” Ilin grumbled as he stumbled up sorely. Every inch of his body ached and it hurt just to walk.

Niserie and Fregodolf were both awake already.

“Alright. Time to get going. We have a lot ground to cover today so I suggest we start off soon. The mountain is dangerous even during the day.

“Isn’t there a safer route?” Ilin demanded.

“Yes, if you wish to travel for another year walking around these mountains, it is safer.”

“What’s up there then?”

“Wolves, goblins, sometimes even trolls. I would suggest you not go in any caves, they tend to contain bears too.”

Ilin made a face. Really? Was he actually going  to climb such a dangerous mountain? How did they know that he wasn’t just leading them into a trap? But they started off nonetheless and there was no other choice but to follow.

Traveling was hard and the horses had a hard time following. It was hard enough trying to get them over the rocky plain. There was no path and the mountain seemed to be completely made out of rock, not a single sediment of dirt sat on the hard ground. Greenery was scarce and was barely anything more than a stout bush that grew out of the cracks of the rock. The sun beat down on them harshly and even in the warm weather of summer, they could help but feel a small shiver from the wind.

“Careful there, the rocks are loose.” Arenfinch warned them. Ilin didn’t seem to have heard and grabbed onto the rocks tightly. One of the rocks broke off and crumbled away, bringing along with it a whole shower of small rock pieces. Ilin almost fell and Arenfinch caught him just in time.

“I told you to be careful.” He glared at the boy gruffly. Ilin didn’t even bother to respond. He was just simply too tired. It was midday when they reached the top of the mountain. The heat of the sun and the wind was not a great mix. Hot for a moment and cold the next. It made them feel sick.

“We can rest here but only briefly. Going down is actually harder than you think.”

They all sat in the rocky peak of the mountain. Since the horses couldn’t scale mountains, they had to let them go and carry all of their food by themselves. It was hard going and even Niserie and Fregodolf were getting slightly tired from it. Hilian remained silent, only following quietly behind them, carrying his load dutifully. The mountain top was completely quiet except for the occasional howl of the wind. But as they rested their feet, the noise of something pawing at the rocks drew their attention.

“What was that?” Fregodolf demanded.

Arenfinch glared at him.

“Shush!” He turned to Ilin. “You boy, go make yourself useful for once and see what’s over the ledge. Be quiet though and don’t make a racket!”

Ilin reluctantly crept slowly over to the edge of the mountain. He barely peeked over the edge before he quickly drew back.

“Wolves!” He shouted running back frantically just as a wolf leapt over the edge of the mountains. Quickly, Arenfinch drew his sword and slashed at the wolf while pulling Ilin behind him.

“Go! Quickly! Down the other side! Wolves aren’t good at climbing down!” He shouted just as another wolf jumped up again. Fregodolf grabbed Niserie and Ilin and went over the other side. Hilian drew his sword and joined Arenfinch in combat.

“What are you doing here? Go, get out of the way!” Arenfinch screamed.

“A knight does not abandon his fellow mates. If you stay, I must stay as well.” He raised his sword and sliced down at a wolf. Arenfinch sighed. How stupid of him.

***

Canmer jogged quickly to through the deep forest, darting cleverly through the trees. It was actually a quick run, if you knew where you were going and how to get there. There was a small shortcut that shorten two days run into an hour. He finally broke out of the trees and ran into a clearing. Before him loomed a mountain and a flat mountain wall.

Almohei.” He whispered and an outline of a cave opening glowed on the wall. Slowly, the rock disappeared revealing a cave hidden behind it. Canmer trotted in silently.

“Father!” He shouted and his voice echoed through the cave. The door closed behind him and lights came on in the cave. The cavern stretched high into the mountain. It was formed of many large rooms and one main hall. As Canmer stepped into the main hall, the Elder walked out.

“Canmer! My son. What are you doing here? Haven’t you been working with Brinovan?”

“Yes father, but I have come as a bearer of bad news.”

“Oh? Tell me.”

“Well, I don’t have any proof yet and I can’t really say what his plan is, but I can feel it.”

“What?”

“Brinovan is planning something and he’s definitely up to no good.”

The Elder stared at him steadily.

“Tell me more.”

“Well, he march a group of people through the deep woods. Somehow he found the enchanted trail that lead to Crypton’s Clearing. But the problem is, now he’s building a fort there. I fear that the magic of Crypton may work in his favor. It would be disastrous if he figures out the secret of the clearing.”

The Elder sighed.

“I knew this was coming.”

Canmer looked at him alarmed.

“Father, you knew this whole time?”

“No, my son. But I knew that something was up and someone was bound to commit treachery.”

“What should we do now?”

“You should go back to avoid suspicion. Keep Brinovan in check and report back to me immediately if you find out what he has exactly in him. Also make sure he doesn’t find out the secret of the clearing or use it.”

“I will father.”

“Alright, go back now or they will wonder where you have gone.”

Canmer turned and left the cave, jogging back to the clearing.

***

Canmer jogged quickly to through the deep forest, darting cleverly through the trees. It was actually a quick run, if you knew where you were going and how to get there. There was a small shortcut that shorten two days run into an hour. He finally broke out of the trees and ran into a clearing. Before him loomed a mountain and a flat mountain wall.

Almohei.” He whispered and an outline of a cave opening glowed on the wall. Slowly, the rock disappeared revealing a cave hidden behind it. Canmer trotted in silently.

“Father!” He shouted and his voice echoed through the cave. The door closed behind him and lights came on in the cave. The cavern stretched high into the mountain. It was formed of many large rooms and one main hall. As Canmer stepped into the main hall, the Elder walked out.

“Canmer! My son. What are you doing here? Haven’t you been working with Brinovan?”

“Yes father, but I have come as a bearer of bad news.”

“Oh? Tell me.”

“Well, I don’t have any proof yet and I can’t really say what his plan is, but I can feel it.”

“What?”

“Brinovan is planning something and he’s definitely up to no good.”

The Elder stared at him steadily.

“Tell me more.”

“Well, he march a group of people through the deep woods. Somehow he found the enchanted trail that lead to Crypton’s Clearing. But the problem is, now he’s building a fort there. I fear that the magic of Crypton may work in his favor. It would be disastrous if he figures out the secret of the clearing.”

The Elder sighed.

“I knew this was coming.”

Canmer looked at him alarmed.

“Father, you knew this whole time?”

“No, my son. But I knew that something was up and someone was bound to commit treachery.”

“What should we do now?”

“You should go back to avoid suspicion. Keep Brinovan in check and report back to me immediately if you find out what he has exactly in him. Also make sure he doesn’t find out the secret of the clearing or use it.”

“I will father.”

“Alright, go back now or they will wonder where you have gone.”

Canmer turned and left the cave, jogging back to the clearing.

The End

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