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The vision…
In the House of Biggen Hobbleweed was sat by the fire half asleep and acting like nothing important in the world was happening at that moment, and Dolfer was rambling about the old days when he beat his rivals in a competition to grow the largest pumpkin; meanwhile Frederick was looking out of the window and watching the rain.
How it rained and rained.
They couldn't do anything that day.
'We'll have to postpone the journey till tomorrow,' said Rudwin. 'Hopefully it will dry up over night.'
'That sounds like a good idea,' said Frederick. 'We'd be falls to set off in that weather!'
'I don't mind walking in the rain,' said Hobbleweed. 'I find walking in the rain quite refreshing actually.'
'Would you like to sleep in it as well?'
'I would sleep in it no problem Squire,' Hobbleweed replied. 'Nothing makes the roots grow more than a good dose of rain.'
'Well you speak for yourself then,' said Frederick. 'I am not going out in that storm no sir.'
'The Elurger is going to meet us on the road,' said Rudwin. 'He said he had things to do, and when he was finished he would find us. Meanwhile we must follow the River Arag east to Gleashore. We will set out tomorrow. Let's hope the weather gets better. I don't want to delay any longer. There is a war going on and the king needs us!'
'I agree,' said Frederick. 'How long do you think it will take us to reach his camp?'
'The Elurger said that the kings army is camped west of Sullunmoon,' Rudwin replied. 'I have been to Sullunmoon before. I think it will take a few weeks.'
'You think it will be that long?' Frederick looked at the maps but he couldn't make sense of them. He couldn't wrap his head around the distance. Sullunmoon didn't look that far away to him, but he knew that Rudwin had been on the road before so he accepted his words.
Frederick folded the map up and laughed. 'By the time we get there the war most likely be over!'
'Especially if the weather doesn't get better,' said Rudwin. 'Never mind! If it keeps raining we'll just send Hobbleweed out. He'll win the war for us, won't you Hobbleweed?'
Hobbleweed tilted his hat and smiled. 'No problem squire!' he said.
Hobbleweed had never fought a battle in his life!
'We better start getting ready,' said Rudwin. 'We are setting out at six. No matter the weather. There can't be anymore delays.'
Rudwin drew out Silverbeam and said quietly to Frederick, 'I hope we don't meet any trouble on the road.'
Frederick started to worry. 'Do you think it's likely?' he said.
'There's always danger out there,' Rudwin replied. 'Galagans sometimes leave their caves, but there are bandits, wild men and Baydoo. And other things far worse. King Vindark promised to safeguard the roads, but since the war he has pulled his men back for the main fight. That is why we have to join and win this war, Frederick, we have to do our bit to bring peace and order back to the land. We are not warriors, you and I. I have seen danger in the past, but I am not a soldier of any kind, but the people of Trolverdom have to do something to stop this madness.'
'Do you think we will see Bolderdof?' said Frederick.
'I hope not,' said Rudwin.
Rudwin sheathed his sword and started to slowly shake his head. 'I saw him just before the festival started. I had so much to ask him. But there was no time. He came to see me to say goodbye.'
'You were good friends?'
'The best,' Rudwin replied. 'We traveled the land together. Survived many perils. I cannot believe he would betray the king. I wish I knew more. He must have had a reason. Bolderdof wouldn't just change sides not without a reason.'
'I have a few old memories of him,' said Frederick. 'We used to call him the Green Ghost. I remember as a young Sip I thought I saw him once on the edge of the Shelm Wood. A great green giant that just vanished into the trees. I will never forget it. I know times change, Rudwin, that's just the way it is, but the Shelm Wood won't be the same without him.'
'I agree,' said Rudwin. 'We called him the green ghost but he was the life of every forest in the north. As long as you knew he was there, in the trees, watching over us, it made you feel safe. I hope we don't meet him on the battlefield. My gosh Frederick! I hope the day never comes! I don't know what I would do.'
'Stay strong my friend,' said Frederick. 'Remember! Whatever happens you will have Hobbleweed and me at your side!'
'Thank you Frederick,' said Rudwin. 'Well see this thing through together.'
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