'You risked our lives and killed several apprentices just for your experiments?' The more Aalejah learned about the Tree's plan, the more she considered herself an idiot for having even considered becoming a Chronicler.
'Those people had already failed their test, so the loss is insignificant. The Council will never know about it and even if they did, what could they possibly say? As you so kindly revealed to them during your pathetic heart to heart with the Tiamat, I'm as old as insane.'
The maniacal laughter made Aalejah snap and so did their mind link along with the staff.
"You crazy fucker!" She yelled, drawing everyone's attention to herself. "Let's see how you like this!"
The elf used healing magic on both extremities, making them grow. Yet she didn't share any of her life force, consuming the essence of the Yggdrasill until it became just regular wood.
"I need to report a crime." Aalejah said.
"I'm all ears." Inxialot took the dust off his clothes to have a more official look.
"I'd rather talk with someone sane." The elf took her Council amulet out while giving the Lich a polite bow.
In her anger, she had forgotten that Inxialot was as dangerous and unreliable as the World Tree.
"That crazy fucker!" The rest of the Council said in unison after Aalejah revealed to them the truth behind the accident.
While they discussed the Tree's punishment, the elf returned to her group and threw the second Yggdrasill staff at Lith.
"Take it. The Tree planned to lure you to their Fringe with the promise of one of those. Consider that the compensation for unwittingly putting your life at risk. It's my way to both say sorry and to piss the Yggdrasill off." She said.
"With these staves, neither of us needs that damn Tree anymore."
"Thanks. This certainly saves me a trip." Lith put the rough staff inside his pocket dimension, making sure that it was nothing but a crafting material for good.
"One matter has still to be resolved." Athung said. "You are now a rogue Awakened and you need a new master. Do you at least know how to shapeshift to hide your ears?"
"No, the mast- I mean, the fucker always did it for me." Aalejah shook her head.
"Well, one of my apprentices just died and I could use another." An Awakened undead said, quickly followed by many others.
"If you want, you can come with us." The fungal creature from Kulah said. "We have no names, but you can call me Loma, if it makes things easier for you."
The spores had taken the form of Aalejah in a sign of respect and because the other races found it awkward to talk with clouds of colored smoke.
"Thanks, but I'm done with plants and with anything related to them. If there's something I learned during the past few days is that I enjoy the company of humans over the other races." The elf replied.
"Well, here's my deal." Athung said. "I'm back being a regional Lord so I can take you in. We both have to find a way to reach the violet core and we could learn a lot from each other. Also, you'd live near your other friends."
She pointed at Lith and Phloria to sweeten the pot.
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