Your Rescuer
"Sir, how are me and my friend going to get back.?" Your
rescuer points to a small dollar bill. It's eyes are on one of the
long ends, and it's mouth is on where the president's face should be.
It's covered in dirt and soot. You ask what the dollar is supposed to
be. It replys, "Pay dirt."
"Y-y-you saved m-my life." you studder uneasily. The trees
black eyes shine down at you. It grins. "Welcome to Moodra!"
he grins. "Moodra?" you ask. "Let me explain the land
of Moodra to you." the tree laughs. "Moodra is full of
sightgags and puns. This world was once well known to people of the
middle ages, but there was one sorcerer a his wife, a scorceress. They
hated this world and banned us away to another demention of time. The
demention was locked up in a chest. That's the chest you had dug up
from the sea." How did he know? He must be able to see what is
going on in earth.
