Setting
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After another hour of riding, the two arrived at a small town in the bottom of the elven empire. Veris hid the slikers quickly while the residents seemed to pick up on the need and wiped the tracks up the path a small ways.
Once in a large tree, Veris dismounted the sliker and tied it to the holding post. He then began to walk up a spiral staircase in the corner of the room.
As for what we will do, we will stay two nights. The reason is we want the demons to be right on our trail. They will be causous until they find a fresh trail, something that is less than half a day old. By blowing out the bridge, you gave us more time to get materials to travel with." Veris said in reply.
Reaching the top, the two of them would find a bustling elven paradise. It would make most dwarves sick, as you could see down below, through the overlapping trees with bridges and homes and businesses carved out of them. Some sold pelts and meats, something elves didn't eat much of. Some plants, some herbs. The most noteworthy was the Xan, a inn and tavern that took up its own tree. Elves and some humans passed in and out of it at a fairly constant rate. It had many ornate carvings all around it, and what looked to be scent vines growing about it.
Leaving Grimlock to his own doings, Veris walked over to the Xip, and took a seat at the bar. "Purple Iaa and a sleepy onion, please." Veris said to the man at the counter.
It took a little over a minute for the food to arrive. The glass of Purple Iaa smelled strongly of the local cash crop, Iaa grapes. They were the best in all Alira for wine. On the plate sat a green shell that had four leaves to it. They were easily pulled apart to reveal the strands of onion wrapped around a caramelized apple with twelve evenly spaced huckleberries spread about the base of the apple. The insides of the leaves were coated in the golden juices from the cooked apple. Veris took only a moment to take in the visual beauty of the food before eating it very politely.
The door to the room was made from carvings of three or four different woods, giving it a distinct and intended pattern. Twisting the handle, Veris entered the room. Inside was a long, but thin, bed who's frame was done in the same style as the door. Across from the bed was a small dresser. Opposite the door was a window of about average size, with close-able curtains. There was also a waste dump that had a door to it.
Veris was standing at one particular stand, looking at large bundles of berries, talking to the stall keeper about fuit juices and wines. Every now and again, Veris would grab a berry and eat it to taste it.
He was wearing his normal cloak with the hood only slightly on his head, allowing his face to be identified from the proper angles beside him. He had a small bag of many berries and other fruits that aren't very common outside of elven lands. Guessing by how fast Veris had been going and how full the bag was, one might think that he had been up and around for a good while.
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