Ipswitch has other plans. He wants to bring the elves of all of his 5 forests, together for a
showdown in Rivital. But when will they be ready?
With that, the meeting was adjourned and the elves wandered around discussing the new
plan. "The Moonfest is near, we haven't much time, let us work harder" said
Mimarack.
Days and nights passed with much hard work, and many weary elves. The days seemed to
drag on forever, with night duty being reversed back and forth between the elves so that
everyone worked most of the time. Meals were quick, sleep was fast and hard. But work
outlined the day! 3 days before the Moonfest, Ipswitch called a meeting once again in the
Valley Disunder. Standing high on the stump, Ipswitch announced "Fellow citizens, you
have done well. You shall be rewarded there will be no work tonight. We have prepared a
large feast for you, with singing and dancing. Follow me now, to the Swallowfare clearing
and we shall celebrate!" The elves danced with glee. It was a most unusual surprise. Some wondered if there was
something more to it, but most just were delighted to attend. The feast was grand, the
food was superb, and they danced and sang into the night, until finally they were too
exhausted to continue, and many fell asleep in Swallowfare clearing. However, there were
a few elves that never trusted Ipswitch, and set out unattended to Rivital. Among them
were Twi-tow, Suri, Boben,Mimarack, and Natala. These Elves were once beloved friends and
faithful to Tari. They felt as if Ipswitch had gone mad, and that he was leading them into a
death of their race. They must find out more about Rivital before letting their brethren go
into battle. If only they had known what lie ahead. Part 3
Arriving in Rivital
Time has passed and Ipswitch is growing more and more impatient. He calls a formal
meeting of all the elves and gathers them together in the Valley Disunder. Leaping upon a
large tree stump, he shouts at his flock: "To all of the residents of Netherwood, Riversend,
Timber Glen, Auberdale, and Woodsdale: Hear this:"
I have pondered the progress that we have been making with our armies and the structures
built to house our weapons. I have overseen the work you have done and I am not
pleased!" Our pace is much too slow, we must speed up our work to finish before the next
full moon. As you know the Garus will not participate with the Black Midgeons on their
Moonfest, and will be absent from Rivital for 4 days during the festival. If we speed up
our pace we will then be able to take Rivital in the battle and we will then rule the most
powerful forest of all. If all goes as planned we will merge all of our forests with Rivital
and our Kingdom will be plentiful forever. We will have all the riches we could ever
desire. Our new Kingdom will be called The Kingdom of Ipswitch."
With this announcement the elves gasped. "Oh sire, why?"
"We are not ready!" "We cannot conquer Rivital with what we have prepared thus far. We
must wait until we are fully prepared before we go into war with Rivital!" said Twi-Tow.
"Twi-Tow, that is enough from you!" Ipswitch growled. "We needn't hear of your
mumblings".