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Celadine stood beside Yarlain and studied the Great Oak. “Nothing will bring it back. It’s impossible.” She circled the tree and returned to stand beside the old dwarf.
Yarlain raised an eyebrow and held up a finger. “That, my dear, is where you are wrong. The stories are vague in this old noggin, but I do remember that the life stone was used to restore. Exactly what it restored, I do not know. It was such a long time ago.”
“You’d be correct, old friend,” said Herrick. The Cagon approached the Great Oak, sniffed it, then clawed a section of burnt bark. Smooth gray wood appeared underneath. “You see? It is still alive, although not for much longer without help.”
“What do I need to do to bring it back?” asked Celadine.
“I do not know,” said Yarlain. “But, let us repeat what you did
