<div align="center">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/3a/57/3f/3a573fdd471cef0cdefb67de20440cee.jpg)</div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_u">A meeting with the Mistress</span></span></span></div><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong><tt class="bbc_tt"><br/><br/>"Is it? Perhaps you came here because it was meant to be? You come seeking a foe of great strength and i know of this foe better than any of you. Guttongloom is a....troubled soul to say the least. His hunger for more land has made him a thorn in the balance of this swamp. A poisonous thorn in an almost perfect flowerbed. I assume you understand what i am saying to you?"  <br/><br/>With a single gesture of her hand the briar wall opened up wide enough for all four to fit in without incident as Mistress Paleleaf started to step back into the woods. The trees bending and making roomfor her to step by. It would seem that forest was alive to some degree down here and she had control over it.<br/><br/>"I have no love for your craft i must say. A job that rewards you on killing creatures will not make you many friends in this swamp but..you are means to an end. Therefore i grant you passage through these lands safely and you will return to the surface close to this Hydra. And this is where i must ask you...leave the body. Do not remove parts of him, or even a single scale. Let him cease in the lands of the swamp. Could you do this for me?"<br/><br/><br/></tt></strong></span></span></div>