The Pillar Of Nebuwah

The Woods

"Are we there yet ?" an impatient Silvia asked once more annoying us all. Her constant begging for us to stop and take a brake was even annoying Dan who so far was very patient with her.

"These woods have been a home to several species of animals and birds. It is also the home of a certain tribe." Jenifer read from a book she was carrying with her. Though her main motive was to keep us intrigued and keep us going for we were supposed to reach Narema by tommorow, she was for once failing miserably.

"Which tribe ?" I asked , trying to stop Jenifer from saying any further.

"The Asheren tribe." John replied, he didn't seem to want to go further on the topic. But I was interested.

"Hmmm." I said urging him to speak further about it.

"The Asheren tribe ?" Jason asked , his eyes widening. John merely nodded at him.

"What's with this tribe ?" I asked , it looked as though everyone but I knew of this tribe and it's story.

"The royals of Aramanda and this tribe do not have very good relations." Christopher said as he took a seat on a tree stump.

"Why not ?" asked I , finding no reason to not have good relations with humble tribals.

"Their ancestor was a royal of Aramanda but he turned out to be a traitor. He and his wife was banished into this forest along with the wife's family thus forming this forsaken tribe." Christopher said with rage seeping in voice. He really seemed to dislike this certain tribe because of a trachery that took place possibly centuries ago.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, as soon as Chris spoke, an arrow zoomed towards me. But just as soon as it was about to reach me Jason flung me towards the ground and the arrow hit the ground.

As I looked up , I found several people sitting on the trees among their bows and arrows at us. I frantically for up and asked," Who are you ?"

"We are whom you call forsaken." said one with a feathery bandana. He was a young man dressed like the rest but his bandana set him apart.

"You are of the tribe of Asheren ?" asked I yet again to confirm.

"Yes. We are." came the reply from the rest of the hunters.

"Listen , we mean no harm." I began , looking for a way to explain our situation.

"All hearings are to be infront of our chief." said the boy as he signalled the others to  put down their weapons.

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"You trespass in our territory." said the chieftain of the tribe. He was tall man with a short beard and short hair. His face was adorned with white lines that possibly indicated his importance.

"I apologise sir , bit we are on our way to retrieve....." I began.

"The prophecy ? The prophecy of the Pillar of Nebuwah ?" ,asked the boy with the feathered hat.

"Yes." I replied with smile hoping that he would let us go.

"You are going to retrieve a prophecy that doomed us all ? And you think we'd let you go ?" Asked the boy yet again.

"Doomed you ?" I asked yet again lost in the conversation.

"Do you not know ?" He asked reproachfully.

"I don't." came my instant reply.

"Don't listen to him Esther. He shall only feed you with lies." Christopher said in contempt, his eyes glaring at the boy.