<hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;"><strong>Game Master</strong></span></span></div><hr/><div align="center">(http://imgur.com/1z9STnl.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Andale Mono;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><strong>Akamobi, Lotan’s Oak</strong></span></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://imgur.com/iF4s9c9.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Andale Mono;"><strong>Lotan Candur</strong></span></div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;">The tree creature was admittedly fairly confused when he was hugged by the small elven woman - his confusion rooted deeply in not being familiar with the gesture that was being performed. There was no return hug, only an awkward stiffness in his bark as he allowed her to hang from him and then withdraw herself a moment later. His attention flickered then to Silvassa, and his head head shook from side to side, “Not unable to touch you,” He replied, “You are not dwindled by it however. This corruption has an effect on myself and the denizens of this realm. It weakens us, stealing our power for itself. As we grow weaker it grows stronger. That is how it was able to overcome me. It should not be able to drain the energy from you in the same way, so you can combat it with your full might while it is also not empowered. I suspect this is the reason the song called to you.” He continued, explaining the situation more clearly.<br/><br/>Quickly his attention shifted back to Yziie, “There is little I can do to help you within Akamobi until the corruption fades. I fear if I were to accompany you that I would only strengthen our foe, and be weakened to the point of being a liability to you. My gifts are best used here, where I can look into the answers that you seek. Once the corruption has cleared and you return I will be able to guide you safely along Akamobi’s roots and back to your realm, as well as hopefully be able to answer your inquiries.”<br/><br/>A small chuckle rumbled in his chest when Cordain suggested a door and he shook his head. “To enter Akamobi you must be able to reach into the world itself. I will open a gate for you, in the upper levels where I am confident that the corruption is weaker. At the heart of the great oak you will find the source of the corruption.” He explained, turning away from Lyra, Lana, and friends.<br/><br/>Both of his large hands raised and he closed his eyes as he reached for the tree and began to hum very quietly. As he did so the bark of his body seemed for a moment to merge with that of the oak, and slowly began to pull it apart. Soon Lotan stood at the side of Akamobi, and within the trunk of the tree was a pitch black fissure that was surrounded by pale green light. “Akamobi is wise, and if you break the shackles that grip it, I am confident he will assist you in whatever way that he can. Be wary of the illusory nature of the fey. Akamobi’s natural defenses may not be entirely within his control.”<br/><br/></span><hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;"><strong>Game Master</strong></span></span></div><hr/>