[Woodlands, Pine Trail]
Squirrels cavort among the pines, leaping from branches to scurry down the
needle-carpeted hillside. The trail curves along the slope through patches of
sunlight and shadow, past cabins and small houses arranged between the trees.
A faint whiff of sea breeze joins the scent of the pines, and the blue waters
of the bay can be seen in the distance past the merchant road. You also see
a vine-covered dark stone dwelling.
[Meshach's Home]
An elegant scarlet-cushioned couch framed in carved cherrywood and a richly varnished oak table rest upon the dark red cedar floor of this small room. A large stone fireplace, an old ship's wheel hanging above it, sits at the edge of the decorated elven rug covering the floor. Thick glaes walls enclose the area, holding in its faint smell of allspice. You also see a graceful bay window, a plush brown suede armchair and a heavy maoral door.
