"Then, let me tell you a story. One of when I was a child. You may not understand these things, but those who live in the Orchard are here because I have lead them, you understand?"

With a nod from you, she continues. "Once, when I was younger, I was abandoned. That was when I was called by the Wood to enter into her protection. There, the Guardian of Beasts bade me to enter, and enter I did, into this lush, welcoming place."

"But not all was well," she continues. "Of course, when I came here at first, this place was safe and warm. As time passed, however, the land grew dark, and the people evil. It was then that I came here, to the Orchard, with the Oracle."

"The Oracle?" you ask.

She stomps her foot. "Yes, you see...you are blind to her." She shakes her head. "It is not your fault. Actually, it is a good thing that a wanderor can not see her. No matter. I came here and she made me the guardian of the land."

"Then the one they call Fri-on approached me...the man who, I am sure, you have heard of before. He left when he saw me here, and I have felt his presents on the wind here at the night time." She shakes her head. "You have been warned. All the creatures here were called by me to help protect the Oracle."

With that, she steps aside, and there before you is a grand pathway. It is made of bright red and yellow bricks, and it is covered, in the distance, with bushes.

Follow the Path