Guillaume: Parley

"over there!" lloyd pointed the druid out from the thick foliage near us. it was difficult to see without direction but i finally saw it. it was a part of the thistle forest dressed in thistle flower leaves and all manner of earthen debris. one might even be creative and imagine it as an ancient forest spirit protecting its domain.

"o agaan okholkaagaal" [you attack us without provocation .. (pause) and now you are outnumbered] i called out to it hoping that it would listen to reason.

"daan magaan khruun vogaach der o, teger or daan dhuugan" [we have no quarrel with you, spirit of the forest] i paused and waited for its response.