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Srubs waited impatiently in the town centre, the small population gathering early at the well for their daily water, it was a simplistic town, far different from where the wise druid was next headed, he was excited, though nervous, a dream he had wanted to accomplish since the death of his mentor had finally arrived, the opportunity unmissable, the whole world resting on his shoulders. He doubted making it to the end at his age, but it was always nice to dream, and as he drifted into what may come to pass over the course of the quest a familiar face rose over the top of the fresh green hill. She waved to him, and he waved back, as she got closer, he looked her up and down. “You seem ready” he commented still admiring the stitching on her leather coat. “As ready as I’ll ever be” she answered smiling faintly whilst peering around at the small village called home. The gathering of people a short distance, almost silently collecting their water for the day, all eyes fixed watching the pair in the centre of the town. It was a strange sight for the village, two of their kind kitted up and preparing to leave. But as the two druids turned their backs on the small crowd behind them, the giant sun lifted its shy head over the great green hill ahead of them, almost blinding them, but the sight was amazing, the long beams of light scattering across the village on the edge of the cliff, and filtering into the dense forest. Felicity was doing something she hated, for something she loved. The ultimate sign of affection.

Description
Srubs waited impatiently in the town centre, the small population gathering early at the well for their daily water, it was a simplistic town, far different from where the wise druid was next headed, he was excited, though nervous, a dream he had wanted to accomplish since the death of his mentor had finally arrived, the opportunity unmissable, the whole world resting on his shoulders. He doubted making it to the end at his age, but it was always nice to dream, and as he drifted into what may come to pass over the course of the quest a familiar face rose over the top of the fresh green hill. She waved to him, and he waved back, as she got closer, he looked her up and down. “You seem ready” he commented still admiring the stitching on her leather coat. “As ready as I’ll ever be” she answered smiling faintly whilst peering around at the small village called home. The gathering of people a short distance, almost silently collecting their water for the day, all eyes fixed watching the pair in the centre of the town. It was a strange sight for the village, two of their kind kitted up and preparing to leave. But as the two druids turned their backs on the small crowd behind them, the giant sun lifted its shy head over the great green hill ahead of them, almost blinding them, but the sight was amazing, the long beams of light scattering across the village on the edge of the cliff, and filtering into the dense forest. Felicity was doing something she hated, for something she loved. The ultimate sign of affection.