"IT WOULD BE AH SHAME TOO WASTE SUCH A BRAWN WARRIOR." said Greenbeak, admiring Perrin for his courage. "WHERE DO YOU SEEK?"
"I don't know," Perrin said sarcastically. "Just some bloody place called the bloody cradle of bloody adoration in these bloody mountains filled with a bloody half mad elf and bloody living statues!"
"I KNOW THE PLACE WELL" Greenbeak replied. "WE'LL GIVE YOU A LIFT."
At that, the dryads lurched forward with open arms and grasping hands.
"you keep your bloody vines off o' me you collection of splinters!" raged on the irritable Perrin. "I'll have your head for this!"