I am Lignum Bellator. I lead the Arbor. You know us. You call us trees. We are on the march to try and save our world, Terreaumedio, our race have been lying dormant for years. But now we are awake.
We are marching against the Äeldůr, but we can only defeat them with the help of the Mer. Who have sent spies to try and stop us. They don't know about the Äeldůr. So spies are a good idea, as long as they do not get in our way.
I have instructed my troops to tell the spies everything.
Soon we will ask the Elven Basileos for assistance against the Äeldůr.
Or, as the Elves call them, Dragons.
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The Power Of The Forest.
FantasyBook one in The Power Of series. There is only one forest in Terreaumedio. It is the size of an ocean. And it is marching. Brenuin Latro has been tasked with finding out why before the army reaches the capital, Waeldur.
