The Tree Seekers

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Rank me to gaurd. Would you like a role? Hi i just joined the group. Well, the Tree of Fahzra is a government of sorts, as in it's the name of a group that rules several towns, kind of like the United States, or Germany, but on a much smaller scale. The Tree of Fahzra was founded about 80 years ago, when several adventurers who had gone on quests and adventures with each other decided to get together with their friends and relatives and create a town.

It grew to be very large, and then they founded other towns. In Shard Seekers, you could roleplay as an Oh so i can roleplay alone as citizens but we have to wait a few months until we have enough people all i need to know is the story of the group. For now, this group is kind of dead.

It may be several months before this group becomes active. You can roleplay as a Tree of Fahzra citizen at any time, it's just that I don't have a computer that Roblox works on, and thus it would be very difficult for all of us to have a big roleplay. The Lake Lights by William D. Burt is a gripping story that combines elements of adventure, sci-fi, and fantasy into a story that will plunge readers into an intriguing world of mystery and conflict.

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His quest leads him to the abandoned Prosser Mine in Iron Mountain where he discovers ancient secrets. His father, a physicist, goes missing in the Afghanistan wilderness, and Jonathan has to interpret a cryptic message that will allow him to uncover other mysteries and create a unique invention. The characters are well-developed and readers will enjoy following the protagonist and his grandfather as they work together.

The antagonist is created to fit the role he plays in the story and is a character that will inspire feelings of apprehension and mistrust in readers.

The Tree Seekers

This is a story for readers who love mystery and adventure, a story that is well-plotted and executed with mastery. I enjoyed the graceful flow of the prose and the witticism that punctuates the narrative. What is flitting above the waters of Oswego Lake? I was thinking maybe you could just BUY a tree at the damn tree lot in front of Doose's like everyone else in town! She turned on him. I am NOT cheap, pal. You have no idea how much money it takes to start an inn! The permits, the construction, the renovations They were talking over each other now, bickering at full throttle in way that they seldom had in the past.

The snow was falling faster and thicker all the time, and the candles on the dashboard were already starting to burn lower. On the surface, they couldn't seem to find anything to agree on, but deep down they were both thinking the same thing. This isn't going to work, and we're in real trouble. The argument died down almost as quickly as it had flared up. Their eyes met, and somehow the tension just drained out of the equation. Lorelai smiled her apology, and Luke's expression softened in response. This wasn't helping, and they both knew it. Without a word, Luke took Lorelai's hands between his own, and began rubbing them to try to keep her warm.

Lorelai couldn't stop herself from shivering, and Luke began to realize that he could no longer feel it when he wiggled his toes inside his boots.

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Just then, an image flashed into his head from a trip he'd taken up here with Nicole back in early October. She had wanted to do the typical New England tourist thing and drive out into the countryside to admire the fall foliage. Luke had finally agreed, even though he couldn't understand why the trees out in the middle of nowhere were any more attractive than the ones in Stars Hollow, and they'd packed a picnic lunch for the occasion.

Unless he was mistaken, and he knew this area pretty darn well, they'd spotted a small hunting cabin just off the main road a little further up. He racked his brain to remember exactly where it had been. Was it still in one piece?

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Did it have a door? There was no point in leaving the cab of the truck for a fallen-down ruin with three walls and no fireplace. Dammit, think Danes, he told himself. Lorelai's shivering was getting worse. Although she was trying to hide it, her teeth were beginning to chatter uncontrollably. He didn't think either one of them could last much longer like this. Luke concentrated on his mental image of the tiny hunting cabin. Yes, it had a door that could hopefully be fastened shut against the wind. He couldn't be sure, but he thought that he'd seen a stone chimney running up the side of the cabin.

He breathed a quick silent prayer that the chimney was intact, and that some resourceful family of raccoons hadn't decided to take up residence inside the flue. On the dashboard, one of the candles flickered at the very bottom of the wire holder. It sputtered twice, and soundlessly went out. There was less than an inch left of the other candle, and as far as Luke could tell, the inside of the truck wasn't getting any warmer.

With Lorelai shivering at his side, he made his decision. There was no other choice. He briefly and urgently described his plan to Lorelai, and she nodded her agreement. She didn't know if the cabin would be any better than the truck, but it couldn't be that much worse, and she trusted Luke to make the right decision. If he had said they should trudge into the woods and find a cave full of bears to shelter with, she would agree because she knew that he would never put her in harm's way.

Yesterday, she would've told anyone who asked that she would trust Luke with her life. Today, she didn't hesitate to prove it. Luke quickly gathered their remaining survival kit components, latched the box closed, and wrapped Lorelai securely in the quilt. The two shared a look, and used the opportunity to offer each other wordless encouragement. He opened the door into the driving snow, and anything that Lorelai said in response was lost to the biting cold wind that whipped around them as they faced the storm head-on.

Her gloved hand slipped through his arm, and he held her close at his side as they stumbled away from their meagre shelter. This was the right decision, he told himself.