In the grove was an ancient oak, wide and strong, sat on top a crag. It roots gnarled into the stone walls of cliff wall. A cavern had been cut into the rock long ago, by an old order of druids according to Cora. The druids called the stonghold Llwyn Hynafol. It was a gathering point for druids where they would share their knowledge and practice their skills. The ruins of a large statue, weathered by time and covered with moss, rested outside the entrance to the cavern. Inside was a network of tunnels and caves.
One could feel that this was a sacred place and could feel the magic under the branches and roots of the old oak. It was a place safe from the elementals summonded by Victor Revenwold.
It was here Lord Arlindus set up camp. Members of the Phoenix Guard and regular soldiers of Avalonia quickly set a palisade perimeter and erected primitive towers along the wall to keep watch for the Hands of Corruption or other threats.
They made camp just inside the wall to be close to react if there is trouble.
It didn't take long before Lord Arlindus began stockpiling food and goods as well as livestock.
The blacksmiths were busy ensuring our weapons and armor was taken care of as well as tending to the shoes on the horses.
The High Chief of the Elven Oak Heart Clan, Dywilyn offered his counsel , along with Elven archers to help bolster the defenses.
Rolic the Hunter and a few of the Phoenix Guard were responsible for bringing in the last refugees safely to Llwyn Hynafol.
inside the caverns, civilians help cook and rest while trying to make the best of the situation
a refugee rests on on bed racks
A Phoenix Guard inventories the good in the store room.
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Edited by MikeyB, 09 November 2012 - 04:45 PM.