The trip to the Vine Council's territory took three days.
Unlike the Iron Court, which lived on bare stone rocks on the outer edge of the World, the Vine Council lived on floating islands covered in thick, old forests. Vines hung from every branch. The air smelled strongly of wet dirt and fresh leaves. It reminded Nathan of the Verdant Depths, but calm. This wasn't a mutated jungle trying to eat them. This was a world in perfect balance.
Captain Aldric looked nervous as she led them down a narrow dirt path. "The Vine Council doesn't trust outsiders," she warned. "They think the Shepherd's rot came from the outside. They'll probably see you as a threat."
"We'll just have to change their minds," Nathan said.
