“Guardian of the forest” said the prince slowly, glancing at the woodman. “You see? I remember some of what you told me.”
“So you know this story?” asked the wizard.
Tarkyn shrugged apologetically, “Actually I only have a vague recollection of it. Waterstone did tell me but I only remember that there was a wondrous being with mystical powers that emerges, what? Every four or five hundred years.?”
“Yes,” replied the wizard, “There is no set time but that seems to be roughly how often one will appear. Not every generation of woodfolk has seen a guardian but the legend is passed down for safekeeping in the lore of the woodfolk so that when he or she appears among them, they will recognise and remember. The appearance of a guardian of the forest is greeted with both fear and rejoicing; fear
