You stare at the tips of two dozen arrowheads trained on you. Before you could enact judgement on the 'Forgotten King', the A'Dendri had emerged from the trees before your eyes. Guide dashes between you and her kin, wildly releasing spores toward the A'Dendri and motioning, "Calm!" to you. You wait, hands on your weapons, ready while they communicate in total silence. Finally, the Rangers lower their bows. Guide Knocks, "Agreement. To Matriarch. We go." You let out a sigh of relief and lower your weapons as well. The alternative could have easily meant your death. If your luck holds, you may find a cure for the plague in Verum here. As the group of A'Dendri ushers you forward in the first light of the new day, the Forgotten King stands defiant. He makes no move as you are motioned toward the Wychwood.