Rey De-Heavens (English)

4.1

Rey's eyes were wide open, and they were not looking to the sides, the forest or the sky, but were fixed on his father. He thought that none of the others present had left unfinished business on the other plane, that perhaps that was the reason they were happy and his father was not.

Ehimus, chewing with her mouth crammed with the plants and flowers of the place, said:

"I'm excited, seeing so much green brings me so much happiness that I don't need a house to sleep in!"

Mijan, showing the ghost of a smile on his face as he watched the half-empty bag of the group's treasurer hang, replied:

"You're right, "Green". The white aura of the place is to my liking. The tranquility and ambiance is more than someone like me could ask for. I didn't want to abuse the hospitality. Besides, it's not like we have a lot of money. In order not to inconvenience, it would be better to camp here while I responsibly look for the best way to double and triple our capital."

The Wise Magician, tainting the expressions on his wrinkled face with suspicious intrigue, added:

"Here, the night does not pass in the same way as it does on other planes, much less the one from which you come and to which you are accustomed. I insist that you follow the path and arrive at your assigned residence. You do not have to worry about money or any form of payment, believe me, it is my pleasure to provide you with everything you need to have a pleasant stay. If you should happen to need my services and cannot wait until the lights come back on, you can find me in the sanctuary at the beginning of the lake you see there. The waterfall of "Destiny and Knowledge" on the Great Knowing Rock is my humble abode. This whole area belongs to the feline guardians you saw earlier, so on your walk try not to disturb the young or their mothers."

Changing his tone along with the expressions on his ghoulish face and showing cheerfulness he continued:

"Until the next dawn, my dear tenants" Fading his silhouette, he made known the last detail that, not because it was less important, was almost overlooked.

As soon as the old man left, Mijan repeated the phrases that had troubled him most:

"Here, the night doesn't pass the same as on the plane we came from... Oh, yes, yes, yes... Of course it does. It makes sense, not that I see a sun or a star to provide us with light. Since we don't have to worry about money, I think it's worth taking your advice. There is nothing better than what is free."

Heroclades discreetly walked over to where the elf was standing and asked her:

"Green one, can you sense the presence of anything else but these striped beasts?"

Ehimus answered as soon as she finished adorning her garments with the flowers and vegetation of the place, even making herself a crown:

"Yes, but, at the same time, no. Very ephemeral, as if they were not on this plane... spirits. This place is very weird, if I could describe it it's like a spider's web. A gigantic circle filled with spirally woven curved filaments that make up countless bristles. Agh! It is very difficult for me to perceive the presence of non-hostile entities in a place as complex as this, but we are definitely not alone. Many with the rank of god sleep under the ground. Just as many individuals in the vicinity who have the nature of fairies and the odd other entity I've never sensed before."

"Like which ones?" asked Heroclades.

"A dullahan, dwarves, white witches, scholars, I suppose the odd hero and many humans" Ehimus replied.

"Hmm, interesting" changing his attitude, Heroclades continued. "I guess we'll have time to meet the neighbors... The journey has been long and these tired bones of mine are already looking for where to sit. Besides, in what paradise are there no women, alcohol and glory that those who have arrived are not worthy of!...."