Zidlvald: Cursed woods » Places

         "Tzaitel is right. The goblins do have better equipment." Kezia nervously spoke to the crowd around. "We will need some items to trade or funds in order to get equipment that will actually help us save our children. May I suggest we all pool together our best and most valuable items to trade with the goblins." Turning to the Rebbe. " I have to get back to my family estate. I promise I will return as quickly as I can. I will meet the group at the edge of the forest. Since it is closer to my home." Kezia galloped off before the Rebbe could reply.

Kezia's heart was still in her throat. Never before had she gave a speech in front of people. She couldn't help herself. She kept thinking the laughter of little ones was dying in the village she loved. Normally, she would enlist her sisters for help, but she just wanted to protect her family from the risks of the unknown. To avoid passing them on the main road, she took a trail through the adjacent property on the other side of the hill.

Once home, she took two stairs at a time to her room, grabbed her leather satchel, then raced to her father's library. With careful precision, she unlocked his gun safe and took the Krieghoff Trumph Drilling. Frantically, looking behind books and through drawers she could not find the gelts she knew her father had. Then she remembered......as a child playing under his enormous desk and there was a secret drawer and there she found the sack of gelt. She laid her treasures in the hall, then hurried off to her parents room. The beautifully polished marble jewelry box was a wedding present to her mother from her father. As she set aside the lid, she carefully took gems and jewelry that had less sentimental value than others. Replacing the lid, she gingerly put the jewels in a velvet sack and cinched it closed. Kezia gathered her items in the hall and dashed to her last place, the kitchen. In the velvet lined cupboards she collected all the silver candlesticks, pitchers, vases and placed them in her satchel. Wrapped the Krieghoff Trumph Drilling in a fancy tablecloth.

Before leaving she gathered some dried fruit, meat and water. Loading her goods on Clove she galloped toward the forest edge......