I Kill For The Trees!

[Guu]

“Excuse me,” spoke the elf, gaining the attention of Guu and her chosen warriors, “But the High Priestess Tyrande Whisperwind will see you now.”

She lead the group up a flight of steps, giving the four a view of the grounds below. The enigma was getting flashbacks to her time in the in the Ninja village, going up to see Tsunade in her office. She began to wonder if she needed a tree office, too, just to keep to the standard.

Tyande’s office looked more like an indoor garden than anything, which flora clinging to the walls, refusing to let the room appear manufactured. Behind what could have been a desk, was the night elf herself, dressed in some sort of magenta armor with broad pointy shoulders.

“High Priestess, Princess Guu of Ambrosia.”

The imposing turned her glowing gaze towards the young Princess. For moment, it almost seemed like she was studying her. Then she turned her attention to her comrades.

“Princess Guu, you bring strange company to these sacred lands.” She said, her accent sounding something from the Caribbean, at least that’s what it sounded to Guu’s ears.

“I bring strange company everywhere.” The princess retorted.

Priestess’ stern composure and she got a light chuckle out of that.

“So I’ve heard.” She stepped out from behind the desk of sorts. “Elune-adore, fair princess and her royal accompaniment.”

“Ishnu-dal-dieb, High Priestess of Elune.” Guu replied after a brief pause, giving a polite curtsey.

The priestess raised a brow.

“You did research on our language.”

“Anu’dora,” she responded. Little did she know, the princess was cheating a bit. She was using her her stomach lining as fingers on her phone screen and using her senses to feel what elvish word she had to say through a hard-light hologram function.

She was looking up the next set of words when the Priestess spoke up again.

“Excuse me, but we may need to keep the pleasantries short and move onto the mission briefing, that is if it’s alright with you.”

“Quite alright.” Guu said, as she goes through hundreds of troll pages from elf haters; not internet trolls the other kind. Apparently trolls aren’t fans of the elves.

Tyrande rolls out a number of scrolls on her desk as Guu and others gathered around. Ice Bear, Sans, Undyne watched intently, uncertain if they were allowed to speak at this point or not.

One of the scrolls was a map, the other was a number of drawings and sketches, some of a woman, the rest of some strange tree.

“Her name is Medis Strom. Our information concludes she may have trained briefly in Daleran in Camelot, but she has since dropped. It is unknown how, but she has become a powerful witch in her time alone.

“She has come to possess a mighty tree in our woods. Unfortunately, the life of the tree has been robbed by her, but she’s keeping it up as an undead husk, growing only its roots. She’s been strangling other trees around her, killing them, and slowly possessing them too. When the tree dies and dries up, that’s when she uses her fire magic to break them down, turning them in Golems of scorched wood. We don’t know how big her army has gotten, but leaving her to her devices she could become a threat to all the Tangled.

“Our own attempts to take her down has been futile. The life she had been draining from the trees must have enhanced her own magic to an absurd amount. With her apparent psychic abilities, she is able shut down our soldiers before we can even reach her. She just gets into their nervous system and shuts them off. We can’t even get close. We’ve lost too many.”

She sighed heavily, before continuing.

“Well, that’s why we need a powerful psychic like Guu.”

She pointed to a circled area on her map.

“Here is the range of her mental field, if Guu focuses, she can block her mental attacks, allowing for her guards to go in and cut her down, breaking her connection to the woods. That should depower her enough to take her out, dead or alive.”

“You sure I can do that?”

“No doubt. Your telepathy is well recorded, and your ability must be high if even I struggle to scan you.”

Apparently Guu must have been slipping if they have that information.

“Now I should note, while her roots have reached many trees, only the ones that are dry or scorched are dead, the trees that are still alive are still fighting, they can be saved. Please don’t harm them. These are our woods, and I feel that’s reasonable request.”

“Alright, fair enough. But the dead ones are fair game.”

“Yes, yes they are.” She reiterated. She looked over the group one last time. “The mission will be dangerous, but considering this, do you accept?”

Guu looked to her companies. Undyne was quick to nod, eager to start already. Ice Bear nodded, he had come this far. Sans simply gave a thumbs up, which the princess interpreted as a yes.

“Yep, we accept. We’ll help you here.”

“Asha’falah, and thank you.”