@Remiel: It's hard to meditate out in the open when rain drops patter against your face.

Although you cannot see them, you are quite certain those metal things are ambling above Glenndale right now. It's the smoke they trail. Sinks down into the forest and permeates its stink. The druidic community has not taken this well at all, as is to be expected.

But what are they going to do? Rampage through the City in bestial form, clawing and biting and squacking at the source of the problem? Truth be told, that almost happened once. You weren't around for it, but it had something to do with Connor apprehending Lady Silvarel and taking her in chains out of this very forest. Something about an alleged terrorist attack conducted by druids who opposed his rule. Whether this attack happened. Whether the druids were responsible... it mattered not to Connor, who is said to harbor great disdain against the Lady of the Green Meadows.

Thankfully, the situation was dissolved. Lady Silvarel was released and Connor issued an apology... of sorts. As for the entire druidic community who was about to leap on the Inquisitor's throat, they were all persuaded by one single voice, as this one is heard through the thicket and steps forth while wiping away the dew from her face:



Claudia Latonia, Loremaster of the Glen and Lady Silvarel's closest attendant in the entire Ehlonnian faith in Halmathan. As a druid, you are fast. Able to assume the forms of various beasts, your speed is said to be unparalleled...

Except for Claudia. Although she is frail and taken more into the reading of copious amounts of books, the Loremaster of the Glen underwent special training by Silvarel herself... and some say, Silvarel's own mentors. Whoever they may be. It has been sung that Claudia ran across Glenndale Park in a record time of under an hour. No small feat, considering she ran barefoot and without the aid of her mystic training or assistance from her peers. This is not something Claudia likes to brag about- in fact, she is quick to dismiss the story as just that, but you have seen her make quick dashes through the woods and can attest firsthand that she is indeed fast.

Claudia bows respectfully to you and then kneels on the green grass, passing her hand over the ground, furrowing her brow at first, but just as quickly smiling kindly to you.

"Remiel van Oak, I hope I have not interrupted your meditation this lovely... morning. I was wondering if you had seen Lady Silvarel around? Maybe last night? I, well... it is becoming harder to keep track of her around Glenndale. It is a big forest and...""

It is then that a female's voice can be heard from above, booming around the City of Power. It has become common since Connor's stewardship to have the Eyes in the Sky broadcast messages heard city wide, as Claudia squints her eyes at the rain falling from above.

"... and remember: The Olidammaran threat is an enemy we must all rally against. Together, as proud Halmathans. Only under His Holiness' sacred guidance can we hope to achieve peace and prosperity from those who would sow Chaos and Destruction.

Have a lawful and blessed day..."

Claudia clenches her fists and looks up at the sky, which has turned into a downpour.

"What more lies can such a man weave?"