Incognito

Dry earth and little rain had withered the Grand Tree into nearly a skeleton of its former glory. Curled, parched brown grass crunched beneath our feet as we headed for the gates emblazoned with a green eight pointed star, the emblem of the Tree Gnomes. "Ready guys?" I said to Rarren and Livan.

"Let's go," Rarren replied. I knocked on the oaken gates. Immediately a strange