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"Yes whoo whoo," he said, lifting off the branch.

Everett left the area and checked the path opposite of Ichinaou, looking for traps, monsters, or signs.

Everett returned with no sign of anything for the first mile, but said, "Still be prepared. Only one mile went."

Everett understood and went with him, only for while, until the first crossroad.

Keelin walked the path kind of jealous of all her flying creatures. Pook was in a little pouch on her belt mumbling in a very mudge way, too mumbly for even Keelin to make out what he was saying. She was ready for any danger with her sling and hopefully Pook would be a little helpful in battle.... hopefully.

Chael took the left path, dipping his head in a nod of "good luck" to the others. He hoped one of them would find the healing plant in time to help the firebird.

Tyler was still concerned. After tending to the firebird a short time, he grew impatient and left that to Sonii. Stalking over to the collection corner area, he tapped smartly against the small display box there and waited.

A grumble came from behind, followed by a sudden shadow descending on the Chirra. Tyler looked up into the unamused eyes of Nicodemus, the Corner's curator.

"What do you want?" Nicodemus growled, staring down at the impish Chirra. "Come to cause trouble again?"

"No." Tyler replied. "Although I might later. Now I haven't the time. I need your help, Old Nic."

The Satyr looked like he was about to choke on something very bad tasting, but Tyler was already pulling himself on top of the display box and settling there.

"I need the map you showed me once. I need to see it again."

The Satyr spluttered again, made a vaguely threatening motion, and then grumbled at the seriousness in the Chirra's demeanor. This likely WAS something he could ill afford to ignore. Despite how annoying Nicodemus found Tyler, he knew that Puck favored this sprat and he wasn't prepared to thwart the Trickster.

Fetching the map as instructed he rolled it out. "What did you need to know?" he said grudgingly.

"We're looking for a Jack-in-the-Pulpit." Tyler explained. "There's a poisoned Firebird that needs the healing properties. Puck gave us a riddle, but little else to go on." he recited the riddle and then said "The first two lines are the key, I think. "Be it wood, or be it marsh". There's the Inner woods, and the Marsh of Evermoor...either could be the place to find the Pulpit. But I'm pretty sure that Puck wouldn't send anyone into the Marsh...its too dangerous there."

"Sure are you?" Nicodemus harrumphed "Puck does as he pleases and no mistaking that. He'd send whoever wherever if it were needed."

Tyler frowned "Don't talk like that." he chided. "But fine, even if he DID send someone to the Marsh to look for flowers..." he pointed to the map



"It has to be either the inner wood or the Marsh. I should have showed them this." he frowned at himself.