[Cspace]

*The meteorologist rubs his finger against the effigy, puts his finger to his mouth, tastes the salt, and spits it out over the edge of the tower.*

"Hey! Watch it!" exclaims a nearby person below the tower.

The meteorologist says, "Ah, sea salt. Specifically where did you find this thing?"

[Darkness]

"I found it on the Corrorian Shores."

[Cspace]

"The Corrorian shores, eh? I'm assuming the last beach on that continent not consumed by that blasted metropolis? Interesting..."

[Darkness]

"Yes, I believe that beach was not consumed by evil."

[Cspace]

"Evil or not, I am not one to judge. I am to judge, however, that unless dropped off a ship in the precise spot... which is highly unlikely... I have no clue where that thing came from. I am sorry, normally I can track currents, but the currents have been awfully strange recently. If it came from another landmass originally, it would not be any I know of."

[Darkness]

"Do you perhaps think you could give me a general direction?"

[Cspace]

"General direction? Bah, all I can say is north. There is a current running south between Telanidor and Valeron and spiraling around as the warmer waters to the west come in contact with it. Nothing dropped from Valeron nor Telanidor could have reached Corroria."

[Darkness]

"Well that limits it quite a bit.... Where could it be from if it's not from Telanidor or Valeron? I highly doubt it would be from Corroria."

[Darkness]

"I thank you sir, for your help. I think that I might be coming back later, if I find more information." Oric and Drathonian leave the tower.

[Cspace]

"Not a problem, have a nice day. Looks like we may have a little bit of sun today, which is a change from the grayness of the past three months."

*the meteorologist sighs*

[Dragonman]

"I have never encountered these druids in Durencia before. Do you know of how to find them?"

[Dragonman]

Sensing trouble in Faeronn, Alandar begins to act.

"I wish to continue our conversation, so hopefully talking to an illusion of me won't be much trouble," the wizard said as he raised his staff to cast a spell.

- Summon Familiar (2000): EC=500; Effect = Summon a Familiar to travel/ Can do anything except attack or use abilities: Allows you to summon a familiar and send it to other areas. It cannot attack and will come back to you if attacked.

Intelligence Effect: -1050 EP Consumption

Two Alandars now stood before the tower, but not for long. The true Alandar suddenly became a black panther, it's fur gleaming in the sun. Without a look at the meteorologist, the panther swept off along the plains.

The wizard's familiar remained looking at the meteorologist, awaiting his response.

[Cspace]

"Many druids live in the 'Whispering Wood' to the east, or so people say. They say that wood is cursed, but I am not one to believe in the supernatural. Supposedly elves and druids live in a village in the trees there, if it really exists perhaps it would be quite a sight to see.

... But I still hold my scepticism, for I know of no one who actually managed to find this elusive city. All stories, I say."

[Dragonman]

"Hmm, I may eventually encounter something there. If I do I'll be sure to tell you. However, I've also read articles in the Great Library an anicent group called The Movers. Do you know anything about this that you could tell me?"

[Cspace]

"Hmm... The Movers... Sorry, don't know anything about them."