Arapegol was moving with haste to the city gate of Tenoba, with the long legs that were strong, and rapid movement of feet with just the light moccasins so that the feet were not weighed down, he easily outpaced other people. Outside from the gate he went along the entry road to where several diverging roads went out from it. He had the local map out and unrolled right then, and looked at it though he was sure already which way he had used to come to this place, just earlier that day. Too much had happened while he was there, that he should never have had to see. Sure enough, the Primal Forest was designated on the map, but just one edge of it and not with the name, with continuing on he would reach that far while it was still day, but he meant to go on, not to be there at night, and it would be far into the evening before he would come to where he meant to go, farther from the Primal Forest than this city of Tenoba he had come to was.
Even with his rapid pace he came to the edge of this thickly growing forest along this road several miles away from that city he had left as the sun went very low. He thought he should hurry even faster as he came to where he went at closer proximity to the forest. But there, ahead, he saw a figure. It was sprawled along the road. It was a human person, he realized. Arapegol hurried up to him. The figure still moved, slightly. Arapegol bent down closely, and moved that person's head, to see the face in the remaining light that was still enough to see by. "Eyriconer!" Arapegol said emphatically. "Eyriconer! You are alive! I thought you were gone. I called to you many times."
That man, certainly Eyriconer, said weakly, "I was pulled rapidly in among the trees, and I must have been hit against one of them. I woke up some while ago, still held in a more rigid appendage. I had to carefully remove myself from its grip, that took awhile, and I did not have all my strength. My devices are also gone. I could barely see anything in there among the close trees, but I discerned more light on the side which was where I could come out from that forest, though it was not really far. I still do not feel well after being knocked out."
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Arapegol told him, "We cannot just stay here. It is getting dark. I was grieving, and thought it would be well to go to a nearer city and work out how to deal without you and figure out what to say about it to the high wizard. But terrible things happened there, and I need to tell him. I am not really myself now, and I no longer have the rod with me which the high wizard supplied. We must go on now, before it is really dark. The one monster we dealt with would be dead, but we do not know if there would not be another here."
Eyriconer was yet weak, and Arapegol realized as he helped his friend up that he would have to help him go on further, past this forest and along the road all the way back to where they were from. Arapegol then went at his friend's side helping him with his support, and they went further past the forest as the evening grew darker. The lights of the city further on indicated by their distance it would still be a few hours to get there.
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