Soul Stone Mage Boxed Set (Books 1-4): The Revelations of Oriceran by Sarah Noffke & Martha Carr & Michael Anderle

Author:Sarah Noffke & Martha Carr & Michael Anderle [Noffke, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2017-12-11T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWO

A large harpy swooped through the air overhead—the Duke of Terran knew better than to venture into the Dark Forest without a bodyguard. In his peripheral vision, Phillip spied the blinking red eyes. He knew that the rogue dryads were lurking in the forest, waiting for a chance to corner him and turn him into a statue for his misdeeds. That was where the stupid forest nymphs were wrong. Yes, under his rule the forest had been depleted, but he saw that as the forest’s problem rather than a problem resulting from the humans of Terran’s overuse. The humans on Earth had figured out how to innovate things so they worked better. The forest needed to learn how to do that too.

The rogue dryads were unwilling to chance apprehending the Duke as long as he had the protection of the harpies, and once he was inside the borders of the Land of Terran he was safe. Stupid woods creatures wanted vengeance, but had no strategy. Their heads had to be filled with termites.

“Hey, you can get off my back now, rogue dryads,” Phillip said, waving a potion bottle in the air. He tipped it and a single droplet splattered on the dead forest ground. As soon as the drop hit, bright green seedlings slipped through the dirt, rising higher and higher until they grew into long ferns, vines, figs, and fast-growing birches. The regrowing potion had been a fruitful investment. Phillip had bargained with the harpies to protect him while he secured the potion from Charmsgood, and all it had cost him was the expense of feeding the large birds. However, because of the Orcs, the birds hadn’t been fed in quite some time. That was the part he’d have to remedy soon. The harpies had to be fed, or the alliance would fail.

Vines grew where moments prior there’d only been barren soil. Phillip extended his hand to a birch sapling. With his sheer will he leeched the energy from the tree, which hadn’t existed moments ago. The power flowed into him, filling his chest with a fresh buzz of energy. The birch tree paled, turning from white to an ashen gray. The wind gusted and the tree was swept away, now nothing but soon-to-decay roots.

Phillip reflected on the forest around him. Soon it would be strong enough to harvest. It was becoming more dangerous for the humans of Terran to venture into the forest to fill their magical reserves, and to find something worth bringing back for harvest wasn’t easy since the forest was barren all around their borders. Venturing too far was a risk, even with the harpies guarding overhead.

“Is it my turn yet?” a woman asked from the shadows.

Phillip had stationed her there, telling her to stay quiet until he’d restored part of the forest and leeched some of it. He lifted his head and regarded the woman, who wore a mink stole and camouflage pants—both garments that were depicted in advertisements from Earth.

“Yes, Mary. It’s your turn.

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