Barbeau has finished his summoning ritual, calling up a massive machine. The Gut. The gargantuan automaton-city is presently just... sitting there in the middle of the forest. The engine is running, but it's not moving. Barbeau is using it as a watchtower, keeping his eye on the World Tree.
Jason is suddenly standing next to Barbeau, eating a sandwich that seems to be made of things that aren’t from this world “That is a pretty big machine, though it is smaller than the world tree. I wonder what is at the top of the tree, I might climb it.”
Zeon is training in the dome, sprinting around and breaking huge boulders in two with his punches, kicks, and lightning blasts. Occasionally his spell book will glow and cast a spell, allowing Zeon to hit harder and faster, or changing his lightning attacks into different variations.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Barbeau has finished his summoning ritual, calling up a massive machine. The Gut. The gargantuan automaton-city is presently just... sitting there in the middle of the forest. The engine is running, but it's not moving. Barbeau is using it as a watchtower, keeping his eye on the World Tree.
Jason is suddenly standing next to Barbeau, eating a sandwich that seems to be made of things that aren’t from this world “That is a pretty big machine, though it is smaller than the world tree. I wonder what is at the top of the tree, I might climb it.”
The Chef flinches. "Please announce your presence better next time, sir. But yes, that tree is quite large. I'm a bit concerned about what it could do. I didn't know it was there when I started calling my ship."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
a thundering sound echoes across the area of the dome.
thump.
it gets louder, closer. Anyone looking out of the dome can see an enormous Ash tree in the distance. Its roots dig deep into the earth and reach wide like hands. It’s branches touch the stars itself and its bark is pristine and without flaw.
THUMP.
The sound is like the crackling of branches in a gale force wind, snapping and whirring in the intense hurricane. The tree’s roots rip from the ground, and form two legs, almost goat like in appearance, as the tree rises higher into the sky, two of it’s largest branches on either side twist, bend, and contort into enormous limbs, with four digits, ending in sharp claws that could rend the sky itself. Hollows and holes in it’s trunk twist and expand and reshape, forming into four giant eyes, vaguely glowing with the green light of nature’s wrath, and a toothless mouth in the strange approximation of a smile. In its upper canopy, dominating the sky around it for hundreds of feet, live numerous small critters and a few… not so very small creatures only seen as shadows moving at its center. The creature, standing four hundred feet tall, lumbers its way, step by step, towards the dome, it’s wooden hooves causing earthquakes for miles around as flowers and fields and entire forests sprout at it’s feet. It moves a hundred feet with each stride, and it’s only getting closer.
Ragnaris, standing almost equal in height, growls as he sees it. He takes to the air, then flies outside the dome. He stops in front of it, flapping his wings to stay aloft.
The world treant is slowly lumbering closer, and closer, and closer.
*Yello*
Don has brought in Toji.
Ragnerious is in his room, sleeping in his tiny bed, thinking about how he apparently looks like a Emperian.
Jason is moving alongside the tree, considering climbing it.
Two pit fiend guards watch him bring him into a holding cell (trial won’t start immediately, of course) and Don is called to Abaddon’s office by the guards.
one of the tree’s eyes looks to Jason, flowers blooming around it with every step. Close enough to it and entire small trees burst forth from the ground.
Barbeau has finished his summoning ritual, calling up a massive machine. The Gut. The gargantuan automaton-city is presently just... sitting there in the middle of the forest. The engine is running, but it's not moving. Barbeau is using it as a watchtower, keeping his eye on the World Tree.
Jason is suddenly standing next to Barbeau, eating a sandwich that seems to be made of things that aren’t from this world “That is a pretty big machine, though it is smaller than the world tree. I wonder what is at the top of the tree, I might climb it.”
The Chef flinches. "Please announce your presence better next time, sir. But yes, that tree is quite large. I'm a bit concerned about what it could do. I didn't know it was there when I started calling my ship."
“Oh sorry, I’m Jason, Jason Asano, just a regular adventurer. You shouldn’t have to worry about it though, it most likely isn’t that dangerous.” He smiles at him, he seemingly doesn’t have an aura, which is very unnerving.
The world treant is slowly lumbering closer, and closer, and closer.
*Yello*
Don has brought in Toji.
Ragnerious is in his room, sleeping in his tiny bed, thinking about how he apparently looks like a Emperian.
Jason is moving alongside the tree, considering climbing it.
Two pit fiend guards watch him bring him into a holding cell (trial won’t start immediately, of course) and Don is called to Abaddon’s office by the guards.
one of the tree’s eyes looks to Jason, flowers blooming around it with every step. Close enough to it and entire small trees burst forth from the ground.
Don places Toji in the cell and goes to Abaddon’s office, smoking a cigarette like usual.
A cloak appears around, like a nebula in space and he begins to walk up the tree, dodging the smaller trees smoothly “Let see where this leads.”
The world treant is slowly lumbering closer, and closer, and closer.
*Yello*
Don has brought in Toji.
Ragnerious is in his room, sleeping in his tiny bed, thinking about how he apparently looks like a Emperian.
Jason is moving alongside the tree, considering climbing it.
Two pit fiend guards watch him bring him into a holding cell (trial won’t start immediately, of course) and Don is called to Abaddon’s office by the guards.
one of the tree’s eyes looks to Jason, flowers blooming around it with every step. Close enough to it and entire small trees burst forth from the ground.
Don places Toji in the cell and goes to Abaddon’s office, smoking a cigarette like usual.
A cloak appears around, like a nebula in space and he begins to walk up the tree, dodging the smaller trees smoothly “Let see where this leads.”
“So, who did you capture?” Abaddon says, looking through paperwork.
the world treant, after a few more strides, realizes they are climbing up it and begins to violently shake. As a reaction, make a DC 32 athletics or acrobatics check or be thrown 200 feet away.
Barbeau has finished his summoning ritual, calling up a massive machine. The Gut. The gargantuan automaton-city is presently just... sitting there in the middle of the forest. The engine is running, but it's not moving. Barbeau is using it as a watchtower, keeping his eye on the World Tree.
Jason is suddenly standing next to Barbeau, eating a sandwich that seems to be made of things that aren’t from this world “That is a pretty big machine, though it is smaller than the world tree. I wonder what is at the top of the tree, I might climb it.”
The Chef flinches. "Please announce your presence better next time, sir. But yes, that tree is quite large. I'm a bit concerned about what it could do. I didn't know it was there when I started calling my ship."
“Oh sorry, I’m Jason, Jason Asano, just a regular adventurer. You shouldn’t have to worry about it though, it most likely isn’t that dangerous.” He smiles at him, he seemingly doesn’t have an aura, which is very unnerving.
Barbeau has a sort of anti-aura, draining energy from the environment around him. "I hope so. This machine is powered by a shard of the Abyss, so if it's destroyed it could cause a lot of pollution, which I doubt any of us want."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The world treant is slowly lumbering closer, and closer, and closer.
*Yello*
Don has brought in Toji.
Ragnerious is in his room, sleeping in his tiny bed, thinking about how he apparently looks like a Emperian.
Jason is moving alongside the tree, considering climbing it.
Two pit fiend guards watch him bring him into a holding cell (trial won’t start immediately, of course) and Don is called to Abaddon’s office by the guards.
one of the tree’s eyes looks to Jason, flowers blooming around it with every step. Close enough to it and entire small trees burst forth from the ground.
Don places Toji in the cell and goes to Abaddon’s office, smoking a cigarette like usual.
A cloak appears around, like a nebula in space and he begins to walk up the tree, dodging the smaller trees smoothly “Let see where this leads.”
“So, who did you capture?” Abaddon says, looking through paperwork.
the world treant, after a few more strides, realizes they are climbing up it and begins to violently shake. As a reaction, make a DC 32 athletics or acrobatics check or be thrown 200 feet away.
“Toji, doesn’t pay his taxes, and a consistent murderer.” Don leans against the wall “Reminds me of myself.”
he can’t make that, but he can levitate. After he get knocked off the tree he floats back to the ground before flying up the tree.
Barbeau has finished his summoning ritual, calling up a massive machine. The Gut. The gargantuan automaton-city is presently just... sitting there in the middle of the forest. The engine is running, but it's not moving. Barbeau is using it as a watchtower, keeping his eye on the World Tree.
Jason is suddenly standing next to Barbeau, eating a sandwich that seems to be made of things that aren’t from this world “That is a pretty big machine, though it is smaller than the world tree. I wonder what is at the top of the tree, I might climb it.”
The Chef flinches. "Please announce your presence better next time, sir. But yes, that tree is quite large. I'm a bit concerned about what it could do. I didn't know it was there when I started calling my ship."
“Oh sorry, I’m Jason, Jason Asano, just a regular adventurer. You shouldn’t have to worry about it though, it most likely isn’t that dangerous.” He smiles at him, he seemingly doesn’t have an aura, which is very unnerving.
Barbeau has a sort of anti-aura, draining energy from the environment around him. "I hope so. This machine is powered by a shard of the Abyss, so if it's destroyed it could cause a lot of pollution, which I doubt any of us want."
“I could most likely remove the pollution from most of the environment, but not before it causes some serious damage to the wildlife. Also why is your aura so strange? I’ve never seen anything like it.”
The world treant is slowly lumbering closer, and closer, and closer.
*Yello*
Don has brought in Toji.
Ragnerious is in his room, sleeping in his tiny bed, thinking about how he apparently looks like a Emperian.
Jason is moving alongside the tree, considering climbing it.
Two pit fiend guards watch him bring him into a holding cell (trial won’t start immediately, of course) and Don is called to Abaddon’s office by the guards.
one of the tree’s eyes looks to Jason, flowers blooming around it with every step. Close enough to it and entire small trees burst forth from the ground.
Don places Toji in the cell and goes to Abaddon’s office, smoking a cigarette like usual.
A cloak appears around, like a nebula in space and he begins to walk up the tree, dodging the smaller trees smoothly “Let see where this leads.”
“So, who did you capture?” Abaddon says, looking through paperwork.
the world treant, after a few more strides, realizes they are climbing up it and begins to violently shake. As a reaction, make a DC 32 athletics or acrobatics check or be thrown 200 feet away.
“Toji, doesn’t pay his taxes, and a consistent murderer.” Don leans against the wall “Reminds me of myself.”
he can’t make that, but he can levitate. After he get knocked off the tree he floats back to the ground before flying up the tree.
“I told you not to say things like that in a courthouse, didn’t I? Anyways, do we have anyone from the dome that has witnessed one of these murders?”
it doesn’t retaliate, but instead it just watches them now, waiting for them to make a move. It continues moving at tremendous speeds of hundreds of feet.
The world treant is slowly lumbering closer, and closer, and closer.
*Yello*
Don has brought in Toji.
Ragnerious is in his room, sleeping in his tiny bed, thinking about how he apparently looks like a Emperian.
Jason is moving alongside the tree, considering climbing it.
Two pit fiend guards watch him bring him into a holding cell (trial won’t start immediately, of course) and Don is called to Abaddon’s office by the guards.
one of the tree’s eyes looks to Jason, flowers blooming around it with every step. Close enough to it and entire small trees burst forth from the ground.
Don places Toji in the cell and goes to Abaddon’s office, smoking a cigarette like usual.
A cloak appears around, like a nebula in space and he begins to walk up the tree, dodging the smaller trees smoothly “Let see where this leads.”
“So, who did you capture?” Abaddon says, looking through paperwork.
the world treant, after a few more strides, realizes they are climbing up it and begins to violently shake. As a reaction, make a DC 32 athletics or acrobatics check or be thrown 200 feet away.
“Toji, doesn’t pay his taxes, and a consistent murderer.” Don leans against the wall “Reminds me of myself.”
he can’t make that, but he can levitate. After he get knocked off the tree he floats back to the ground before flying up the tree.
“I told you not to say things like that in a courthouse, didn’t I? Anyways, do we have anyone from the dome that has witnessed one of these murders?”
it doesn’t retaliate, but instead it just watches them now, waiting for them to make a move. It continues moving at tremendous speeds of hundreds of feet.
“I don’t have proof of the murders but I do have proof of several counts of assault. Also what harm is there in it, you aren’t going to arrest me a second time are you?”
Once Jason reaches the top he look around “Don’t worry big tree, I am not here to harm you.”
The world treant is slowly lumbering closer, and closer, and closer.
*Yello*
Don has brought in Toji.
Ragnerious is in his room, sleeping in his tiny bed, thinking about how he apparently looks like a Emperian.
Jason is moving alongside the tree, considering climbing it.
Two pit fiend guards watch him bring him into a holding cell (trial won’t start immediately, of course) and Don is called to Abaddon’s office by the guards.
one of the tree’s eyes looks to Jason, flowers blooming around it with every step. Close enough to it and entire small trees burst forth from the ground.
Don places Toji in the cell and goes to Abaddon’s office, smoking a cigarette like usual.
A cloak appears around, like a nebula in space and he begins to walk up the tree, dodging the smaller trees smoothly “Let see where this leads.”
“So, who did you capture?” Abaddon says, looking through paperwork.
the world treant, after a few more strides, realizes they are climbing up it and begins to violently shake. As a reaction, make a DC 32 athletics or acrobatics check or be thrown 200 feet away.
“Toji, doesn’t pay his taxes, and a consistent murderer.” Don leans against the wall “Reminds me of myself.”
he can’t make that, but he can levitate. After he get knocked off the tree he floats back to the ground before flying up the tree.
“I told you not to say things like that in a courthouse, didn’t I? Anyways, do we have anyone from the dome that has witnessed one of these murders?”
it doesn’t retaliate, but instead it just watches them now, waiting for them to make a move. It continues moving at tremendous speeds of hundreds of feet.
“I don’t have proof of the murders but I do have proof of several counts of assault. Also what harm is there in it, you aren’t going to arrest me a second time are you?”
Once Jason reaches the top he look around “Don’t worry big tree, I am not here to harm you.”
”no… I won’t… but I’d like you to gather up your evidence for the assaults and try to prove he committed those murders. Others will be on the case as well. Remember, any dead murdered that ended up in hell can be a witness.”
”Then why are you here?…“ it speaks, soft as rustling leaves.
a thundering sound echoes across the area of the dome.
thump.
it gets louder, closer. Anyone looking out of the dome can see an enormous Ash tree in the distance. Its roots dig deep into the earth and reach wide like hands. It’s branches touch the stars itself and its bark is pristine and without flaw.
THUMP.
The sound is like the crackling of branches in a gale force wind, snapping and whirring in the intense hurricane. The tree’s roots rip from the ground, and form two legs, almost goat like in appearance, as the tree rises higher into the sky, two of it’s largest branches on either side twist, bend, and contort into enormous limbs, with four digits, ending in sharp claws that could rend the sky itself. Hollows and holes in it’s trunk twist and expand and reshape, forming into four giant eyes, vaguely glowing with the green light of nature’s wrath, and a toothless mouth in the strange approximation of a smile. In its upper canopy, dominating the sky around it for hundreds of feet, live numerous small critters and a few… not so very small creatures only seen as shadows moving at its center. The creature, standing four hundred feet tall, lumbers its way, step by step, towards the dome, it’s wooden hooves causing earthquakes for miles around as flowers and fields and entire forests sprout at it’s feet. It moves a hundred feet with each stride, and it’s only getting closer.
Ragnaris, standing almost equal in height, growls as he sees it. He takes to the air, then flies outside the dome. He stops in front of it, flapping his wings to stay aloft.
It pauses, its four eyes focusing on Ragnaris.
”Great dragon… flee, or you will die.”
Ragnaris ignores the threat, flames now flickering in his maw. "Who are you, and what is your business at the dome?"
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
“Oh sorry, I’m Jason, Jason Asano, just a regular adventurer. You shouldn’t have to worry about it though, it most likely isn’t that dangerous.” He smiles at him, he seemingly doesn’t have an aura, which is very unnerving.
Barbeau has a sort of anti-aura, draining energy from the environment around him. "I hope so. This machine is powered by a shard of the Abyss, so if it's destroyed it could cause a lot of pollution, which I doubt any of us want."
“I could most likely remove the pollution from most of the environment, but not before it causes some serious damage to the wildlife. Also why is your aura so strange? I’ve never seen anything like it.”
"I'm a demonic cambion, and I have rejected both Chaos and Evil. I've learned to control them, use them for good. Peace. Comfort. My soul and biology are not designed for doing such work. I draw in both mundane and magical energy as my body attempts to replace what I gave up. Most demons generate their own Abyssal energy to fuel their abilities. I still have powers relating to water, cold, and darkness, but they require other fuel now. I can take calories, heat, electrical energy, even Abyssal energy from outside sources, and use them to keep my body running for long periods of time in addition to the whole magic thing."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The world treant is slowly lumbering closer, and closer, and closer.
*Yello*
Don has brought in Toji.
Ragnerious is in his room, sleeping in his tiny bed, thinking about how he apparently looks like a Emperian.
Jason is moving alongside the tree, considering climbing it.
Two pit fiend guards watch him bring him into a holding cell (trial won’t start immediately, of course) and Don is called to Abaddon’s office by the guards.
one of the tree’s eyes looks to Jason, flowers blooming around it with every step. Close enough to it and entire small trees burst forth from the ground.
Don places Toji in the cell and goes to Abaddon’s office, smoking a cigarette like usual.
A cloak appears around, like a nebula in space and he begins to walk up the tree, dodging the smaller trees smoothly “Let see where this leads.”
“So, who did you capture?” Abaddon says, looking through paperwork.
the world treant, after a few more strides, realizes they are climbing up it and begins to violently shake. As a reaction, make a DC 32 athletics or acrobatics check or be thrown 200 feet away.
“Toji, doesn’t pay his taxes, and a consistent murderer.” Don leans against the wall “Reminds me of myself.”
he can’t make that, but he can levitate. After he get knocked off the tree he floats back to the ground before flying up the tree.
“I told you not to say things like that in a courthouse, didn’t I? Anyways, do we have anyone from the dome that has witnessed one of these murders?”
it doesn’t retaliate, but instead it just watches them now, waiting for them to make a move. It continues moving at tremendous speeds of hundreds of feet.
“I don’t have proof of the murders but I do have proof of several counts of assault. Also what harm is there in it, you aren’t going to arrest me a second time are you?”
Once Jason reaches the top he look around “Don’t worry big tree, I am not here to harm you.”
”no… I won’t… but I’d like you to gather up your evidence for the assaults and try to prove he committed those murders. Others will be on the case as well. Remember, any dead murdered that ended up in hell can be a witness.”
”Then why are you here?…“ it speaks, soft as rustling leaves.
“Oh that will be easy them. He has earned the title of sorcerer slayer, and is a known criminal where he’s from. I could gather some others for more evidence though I suppose.”
“Heh, a talking tree. Curiosity. Can you blame anyone for being interested in a walking tree?”
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“Again, I’m not the person to ask. Ask Abaddon.”
*hiya!*
The world treant is slowly lumbering closer, and closer, and closer.
Jason is suddenly standing next to Barbeau, eating a sandwich that seems to be made of things that aren’t from this world “That is a pretty big machine, though it is smaller than the world tree. I wonder what is at the top of the tree, I might climb it.”
Zeon is training in the dome, sprinting around and breaking huge boulders in two with his punches, kicks, and lightning blasts. Occasionally his spell book will glow and cast a spell, allowing Zeon to hit harder and faster, or changing his lightning attacks into different variations.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
*Yello*
Don has brought in Toji.
Ragnerious is in his room, sleeping in his tiny bed, thinking about how he apparently looks like a Emperian.
Jason is moving alongside the tree, considering climbing it.
The Chef flinches. "Please announce your presence better next time, sir. But yes, that tree is quite large. I'm a bit concerned about what it could do. I didn't know it was there when I started calling my ship."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
It pauses, its four eyes focusing on Ragnaris.
”Great dragon… flee, or you will die.”
Two pit fiend guards watch him bring him into a holding cell (trial won’t start immediately, of course) and Don is called to Abaddon’s office by the guards.
one of the tree’s eyes looks to Jason, flowers blooming around it with every step. Close enough to it and entire small trees burst forth from the ground.
“Oh sorry, I’m Jason, Jason Asano, just a regular adventurer. You shouldn’t have to worry about it though, it most likely isn’t that dangerous.” He smiles at him, he seemingly doesn’t have an aura, which is very unnerving.
Don places Toji in the cell and goes to Abaddon’s office, smoking a cigarette like usual.
A cloak appears around, like a nebula in space and he begins to walk up the tree, dodging the smaller trees smoothly “Let see where this leads.”
“So, who did you capture?” Abaddon says, looking through paperwork.
the world treant, after a few more strides, realizes they are climbing up it and begins to violently shake. As a reaction, make a DC 32 athletics or acrobatics check or be thrown 200 feet away.
Barbeau has a sort of anti-aura, draining energy from the environment around him. "I hope so. This machine is powered by a shard of the Abyss, so if it's destroyed it could cause a lot of pollution, which I doubt any of us want."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Toji, doesn’t pay his taxes, and a consistent murderer.” Don leans against the wall “Reminds me of myself.”
he can’t make that, but he can levitate. After he get knocked off the tree he floats back to the ground before flying up the tree.
“I could most likely remove the pollution from most of the environment, but not before it causes some serious damage to the wildlife. Also why is your aura so strange? I’ve never seen anything like it.”
“I told you not to say things like that in a courthouse, didn’t I? Anyways, do we have anyone from the dome that has witnessed one of these murders?”
it doesn’t retaliate, but instead it just watches them now, waiting for them to make a move. It continues moving at tremendous speeds of hundreds of feet.
“I don’t have proof of the murders but I do have proof of several counts of assault. Also what harm is there in it, you aren’t going to arrest me a second time are you?”
Once Jason reaches the top he look around “Don’t worry big tree, I am not here to harm you.”
”no… I won’t… but I’d like you to gather up your evidence for the assaults and try to prove he committed those murders. Others will be on the case as well. Remember, any dead murdered that ended up in hell can be a witness.”
”Then why are you here?…“ it speaks, soft as rustling leaves.
Ragnaris ignores the threat, flames now flickering in his maw. "Who are you, and what is your business at the dome?"
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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"I'm a demonic cambion, and I have rejected both Chaos and Evil. I've learned to control them, use them for good. Peace. Comfort. My soul and biology are not designed for doing such work. I draw in both mundane and magical energy as my body attempts to replace what I gave up. Most demons generate their own Abyssal energy to fuel their abilities. I still have powers relating to water, cold, and darkness, but they require other fuel now. I can take calories, heat, electrical energy, even Abyssal energy from outside sources, and use them to keep my body running for long periods of time in addition to the whole magic thing."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Oh that will be easy them. He has earned the title of sorcerer slayer, and is a known criminal where he’s from. I could gather some others for more evidence though I suppose.”
“Heh, a talking tree. Curiosity. Can you blame anyone for being interested in a walking tree?”