Chapter 401: Names & Stories
“...And then First Mother told us she had something to do and left,” Stryg finished.
Tauri, Plum, and he sat in a somewhat large chamber that Virella had granted them for the remainder of their stay. It acted as an anteroom of sorts and had doors leading to their private chambers. Several large pillows were strewn about that floor as comfortable chairs. The room was an easy meeting place for the travelers, away from the prying eyes of any too-curious acolyte wandering the temple.
“I’m surprised that the Guardian didn’t kill you,” Tauri said.
“Probably because he wanted us to run that dumb troll errand for him,” Plum muttered angrily. “Then he’ll probably kill us.”
Stryg shook his head, “Arden doesn’t seem like that kind of goblin. He is honorable, if the Lunar Elect does not give their approval Arden won’t harm us… I think.”
“Well, I’m just glad you’re all alive,” Plum said. “Once we take care of this troll stuff we can make our petition and leave this mountain.”
“Easier said than done. Frost trolls are a dangerous lot,” Tauri said.
“You’ve fought them before?” Plum asked.
“No, but my ancestors have. They’ve written about them in our House’s records, we lost many soldiers with every encounter. There is a reason their mountain is called Grimstone,” Tauri explained. “You may want to stay out of this one.”