And I'm not 100% sure on how the story is going to play out with these characters, I don't even know if this would ever happen but this is what I wanted to happen and sorry Slade (our DM or game master) if this is left field and doesn't work with the story line but last night got my brain going and I needed to write it out.
So here it is and be nice, I read for me and me alone. Sorry if there are grammar issues its been awhile.
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Hadrogh watched as Odolan was dragged away by Svartal, the elk gently bite into the overgrown Orc's backplate and followed the others as he pulled his sleeping master along. The drow shook his head slightly with a small smile gracing his chapped, worry bitten lips as he watched the righteous filled Odolan sleeping peaceful slipped past thru the tree barrier and out of sight.
"Great Mother, you must forgive him, Odolan speaks loudly and often but his heart is in the right place. He and Svartal have proven themselves more than once in battle that they are here for the greater good. " The young drow started as he turned back the council of druids.
The small ancient, weathered woman turned her head to regard the drow who still stood in front of them. Her small, aged hands gripped her living staff as if to reassure that it was still there.
"As we said before, Young Hadrogh, your companions are strange. But you are the children of destiny, it is not my place to question that. " Her voice rang raspy but clear for a person of her age, as if with some hidden strength. "You have grown so much since the last I saw you, tell me more of this land you visited." She motioned for him to step closer. He nodded, not expecting to get told to stay and took only three steps closer to the most powerful druids in the realm.
"In all my life I had never thought that I, a mere ranger would travel to another plain. I had often wondered what it would be like, what it would feel like. But... I did not even realize it happened. The last thing I remember was being in just outside of camp, it was late. Mirabelle and I were settling in for the night," he paused as Mirabelle headbutted him as the mention of her name and began to purr loudly. "The next thing I know, I'm waking up in a room with Eadou,Odolan, Jarall and an elk." The great mother smiled as the pair that stood in front of her.
"Traveling through plains feels different for everyone, whom ever sent you to that land clearly didn't want you to hesitate. "
"In this Grove you are sending us, will I find this being who sent me to Ebarron?" He asked with hope in his red eyes.
"I cannot say what or whom we will encounter while you are there but what you find will keep you on the right path, the path of ending all this bloodshed." As she spoke some of the other council member began to speak among themselves. Hadrogh nodded and looked down at the forest floor.
"Great mother, you said that you were there when I was born....then you can tell me that my mother is who everyone has always told me she is. " he asked still staring at the grass and leaves on the ground, his voice almost a whisper. The great mother shifted slightly in her chair and a frown formed on her withered face.
"You doubt your origins Hadrogh? Even after these past three months?"
His head snapped up. "I-I've had never met another person like me before this at least. I've been told since I was little that I was the son of Mielikki. This is the first time I've ever felt like that was true. "
"Child, never doubt that Mielikki is not with you, she is the strength that helps your arrows fly true. Just because she doesn’t not present herself to you, does not mean she has abandoned you." She pauses a moment and begins to stand using her staff for support. Taking well measured steps towards Hadrogh, who is staring nervously at her. The other druids stop talking as they to watch the great mother make her way to the young drow. The grass around her feet seems to be giving new life each time her feet touch the ground. "She watches over all those who are devoted to her," the air within the circle of trees becomes warm and Hadrogh feels as though he is being surrounded by positive energy, a feeling almost as a lovely embrace. The great mother reaches up with a withered hand and cups Hadrogh's cheek, her touch is warm and soft disbit her weathered looking hands. "She cares for all her children, never forget that." As she speaks her voice becomes that of a much younger woman and her aged eyes seem to flicker with pride as she stares at Hadrogh.
The drow was overwhelmed with emotion all at once, he didn't have the strength to speak. He continued to stare down at the great mother standing before him, with watery eyes. Mirabelle began to purr loudly. A bright smile was all he can manage as she withdraws her hand and the warmth slowly faded away.
"Now, you and your companions must be prepare yourselves for this journey, this task set in front of you. We will call for you in the morning" Her voice is a raspy as ever. A few of the druids presume murmuring again.
"Yes, Great Mother," he nods. As he and Mirabelle turn away and begin walking towards the entrance way of the trees, he could still feel a small amount of that energy and relished in its embrace. As they exited the trees, the opening soon closed with another tree taking its place.
Hadrogh made his way over to Cas and the others, to see Odolan was awake and making friends (loudly) with the halfings of the Grinning Pony mercenaries group. He grinned as Jarall was aruging with "fock yu" and Eadou leaning on his hammer as if bored out of lizard skull.
Cas turned to Hadrogh and clasped him on the shoulder, "Brother! You have to tell me about your adventures before you disappear again!" He grinned and laughed. Hadrogh grinned back and returned the friendly gesture with his own.
"Oh course, but first food and drink."
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