Two roads, or is it three?

[wolflord_andain]

For all the long years that have passed since the Bael Andarien, since the death of Rakoth Maugrim, enemy of the Light, still the tales say to be wary of Pendaran Wood. The deiena have not left their trees, and the paths through the Forest's dimness are always moving, never still, and what they guide a man toward may be nothing like where he wills to go.

It is lucky for River, then, that her companion in said Wood is no mortal man, though he may wear the shape of one.

That, in itself, is news enough to set the forest spirits whispering.

And they do not speak with voices only.