those who enter can leave the area."
"Are those places hard to get to?" asked Scott. That sort of thing sounded perfect for him.
"The closest one I can think of is the ancient lighthouse near Felport," said Rhea. When no one recognized what she was talking about she added, "It's a few hundred miles away from here, on a small island."
"We should go there sometime," said Ero.
Rhea smiled at her the nodded. "It would be a good idea, but we need to be at least level sixty before the tower will unlock for us."
"There's a minimum level for these things, huh?" asked Scott.
"It varies. Sometimes it's a level requirement. Some only open if someone of a specific race is in the party. There are all manner of requirements for places like that," said Rhea before she reached over to rub Herbert's chin. He was sitting on her shoulder while gazing stoically ahead.
The party chatted amiably for a while after that. The topic turned to how much everyone would miss Ero, and how she would miss them. The fairy almost seemed like she might cry as they finally reached Fairywood.
The Fairywood commune was alive with sights and sounds. The local people came in all shapes and sizes. There were tall people who looked like a cross between a man and a bear. There were dwarves and a few elves wandering around. Humans seemed to be in short supply, but fairies flocked about the area. They moved in small swarms of buzzing and fluttering people who giggled and liked to show a great deal of skin without any manner of shame involved in the matter.
Fairywood was a town comprised out of living trees. In truth, it could be considered a green living activist's wet dream. Everything was merged properly with the world around it. Trees were houses, shops, and acted as roads as well. One of the random bear men pointed their party toward a tree house on the other side of a small pond. They had to walk up a short series of mushroom stairs to reach the bough that was used as the road that they needed to take. It led toward the other side of the pond.
Ero waved happily at the various fairies that she met. Many of them came to say hello after they noticed her. A friendly bunch, a few fluttered along with the group while they chatted with their new friend. One of the fairies was actually a fairy princess, a third-tier fairy evolution. Ero had more than a little hero worship in her eyes as she chatted with the well-mannered royal fairy.
"Yes. I too have recently become a mother," said the princess. She poured Ero a cup of tea in a fairy glass then offered it to her politely. Scott did his best not to stumble as they walked, since this tea party took place atop his head.
Ero's face became flush as she accepted her tea. "I hope you are both well."
"We are doing well. Thank you, for asking," said the princess before she asked if Ero needed any sugar.
"No, no. My tea is perfect. Thank you, your highness."
Several fairy ladies in waiting hovered and fussed about Scott's head as they attended to their lady. Scott gave Rhea a sidelong glance, and noticed that she seemed to be fighting a laugh. He could not blame her. It was a ridiculous situation.
"Now, Ero. I told you to call me Coquette. Her highness is my mother," said Coquette warmly before she took a sip of her tea.
"Of course," said Ero with a warm smile of her own.
"So." The princess patted Scott lightly on the head. "This great mountain is the man who has stolen your heart?"
Ero inclined her head in what she hoped was a proper sense of decorum. "Yes, Scott is my best friend and the father of my child."
"Best friend?" asked Coquette lightly. When Ero nodded once more, the princess acquired an expression of true delight. "That is wonderful. The man who fathered my child was a wandering hero who also managed to wander off after heroically getting me with child."
"Oh, no..," said Ero, a look of sadness on her face.
"Ah, do not be concerned. I and my child both are well cared for by my family." replied the
"Are those places hard to get to?" asked Scott. That sort of thing sounded perfect for him.
"The closest one I can think of is the ancient lighthouse near Felport," said Rhea. When no one recognized what she was talking about she added, "It's a few hundred miles away from here, on a small island."
"We should go there sometime," said Ero.
Rhea smiled at her the nodded. "It would be a good idea, but we need to be at least level sixty before the tower will unlock for us."
"There's a minimum level for these things, huh?" asked Scott.
"It varies. Sometimes it's a level requirement. Some only open if someone of a specific race is in the party. There are all manner of requirements for places like that," said Rhea before she reached over to rub Herbert's chin. He was sitting on her shoulder while gazing stoically ahead.
The party chatted amiably for a while after that. The topic turned to how much everyone would miss Ero, and how she would miss them. The fairy almost seemed like she might cry as they finally reached Fairywood.
The Fairywood commune was alive with sights and sounds. The local people came in all shapes and sizes. There were tall people who looked like a cross between a man and a bear. There were dwarves and a few elves wandering around. Humans seemed to be in short supply, but fairies flocked about the area. They moved in small swarms of buzzing and fluttering people who giggled and liked to show a great deal of skin without any manner of shame involved in the matter.
Fairywood was a town comprised out of living trees. In truth, it could be considered a green living activist's wet dream. Everything was merged properly with the world around it. Trees were houses, shops, and acted as roads as well. One of the random bear men pointed their party toward a tree house on the other side of a small pond. They had to walk up a short series of mushroom stairs to reach the bough that was used as the road that they needed to take. It led toward the other side of the pond.
Ero waved happily at the various fairies that she met. Many of them came to say hello after they noticed her. A friendly bunch, a few fluttered along with the group while they chatted with their new friend. One of the fairies was actually a fairy princess, a third-tier fairy evolution. Ero had more than a little hero worship in her eyes as she chatted with the well-mannered royal fairy.
"Yes. I too have recently become a mother," said the princess. She poured Ero a cup of tea in a fairy glass then offered it to her politely. Scott did his best not to stumble as they walked, since this tea party took place atop his head.
Ero's face became flush as she accepted her tea. "I hope you are both well."
"We are doing well. Thank you, for asking," said the princess before she asked if Ero needed any sugar.
"No, no. My tea is perfect. Thank you, your highness."
Several fairy ladies in waiting hovered and fussed about Scott's head as they attended to their lady. Scott gave Rhea a sidelong glance, and noticed that she seemed to be fighting a laugh. He could not blame her. It was a ridiculous situation.
"Now, Ero. I told you to call me Coquette. Her highness is my mother," said Coquette warmly before she took a sip of her tea.
"Of course," said Ero with a warm smile of her own.
"So." The princess patted Scott lightly on the head. "This great mountain is the man who has stolen your heart?"
Ero inclined her head in what she hoped was a proper sense of decorum. "Yes, Scott is my best friend and the father of my child."
"Best friend?" asked Coquette lightly. When Ero nodded once more, the princess acquired an expression of true delight. "That is wonderful. The man who fathered my child was a wandering hero who also managed to wander off after heroically getting me with child."
"Oh, no..," said Ero, a look of sadness on her face.
"Ah, do not be concerned. I and my child both are well cared for by my family." replied the
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