GeenLeaf LongBranch, Ent
Wind Guild
Multi-Guild outpost near Ezrond, Mavi
Affected RP'ers: None

Greenleaf hummed a light tune, one to match the nice, light day he was enjoying. Or at least, he should've been enjoying. Currently he was sitting outside the window of the small guild outpost on the very edge of Ezrond. Being a ten foot tall ent didn't particularly help when you had to deal with human sized buildings.

"We need more mages! We Must contact the headquarters and request more!" This was Xavier, the leader of the shadow guild group. A good hearted man, but much to worried about everything.

""There isn't time! We need to be focusing on preparing the people of Mavi for War!" This is Phi, the leader of the water guild group. Greenleaf liked her, when she wasn't preparing to battle she would help him tend to the plants.

"The people of Mavi have been preparing on their own, what do you want us to do?" This one was James, a Light mage. He was the kind of guy who always had a serious look on his face, no matter what was going on.

"Mavi is, or was, a peaceful kingdom! They don't have the forces nor the skill to stave off an invasion right now!" This was Phi again.

"Which is exactly why we need more support from the guild headquarters! We can fill in where Mavi lacks!" Xavier again.

Greenleaf sighed. This sort of debate had been going on for days now. The small guild outpost on Ezrond only had about 20 mages total, and they already had members from all five guilds there. They'd been trying to find a feasible plan for defending Mavi, but it had only resulted in endless argument so far. At this point his mind started to wander, toward more peaceful subjects. Like all the birds he'd been meeting ever since he came to Ezrond. There were some really nice Yellow and green ones that sang very beautifully he'd sen the day before. Perhaps Deeproot could-

"LongBranch! Pay attention!"

Greenleaf opened his eyes in surprise, once the arguments started he generally wasn't noticed. The person who'd called out to him, an Elf by the name of Gianus, was the leader of the fire guild's group. Not someone Greenleaf particularly liked.

"You were told to report your work on persuading the ents to join our cause." Gianus demanded.

Greenleaf let out a Ho-Hum and said slowly, "The ents of Windsong forest are very proud. They will not join your cause, you are much to hasty and dangerous for them. However... They are a proud folk indeed, they will defend their forest mightily. They do not care for the troubles outside their woods, So they only wish to protect their homes, even if all the cities in Mavi burned down to nothing but rubble for bugs to live in."

Gianus was not pleased. "Ent! You are the only one I know of from your race that has joined the guild's cause. But if I had my home, family, and friends destroyed, I would put in more a little more effort than what you've given us so far."

Greenleaf let out another Ho-Hum. "Hmm,that is because you are too hasty and don't understand the workings of things. You cannot rush an Ent. The northern boundary of Mavi is safe as long as there are water mages willing to help counter the FIRE used against my people. I myself am planning to help protect This city. Is that not enough for now, Gianus?"

Gianus opened his mouth to retort but was cut across by Jenny, a Dryad and the wind guild leader. "Gianus, it is not your to demand things from members of my guild. Please keep your tongue in check." She turned to Greenleaf, "You've done well to incite the native Ents against the present danger, Greenleaf, but I have a different mission for you than staying here. We do need more people, so I am sending you out to find certain mages and convince them to position themselves in Mavi. Can you do that?"

"Ho... Yes I think I can." he replied in a thoughtful tone.

"Good, come see me later for a list of the mages and where I believe they are now. You are dismissed."

Greenleaf stood up, the window quickly becoming too low to see through. The Ent moved off away from the low building toward the shore. He knew he was going to have to go back into Dyrin. The idea worried him. There was only so much a single person, even a seven and a half centuries old ent like himself, could do. Especially in a place like Dyrin.