the meeting
"Zandar wants you." says the man-bird. "Please follow
me." You follow the man obediately. He leads you past the hut
you fell asleep by. He brings you to a stairway that looks like it
could go all the way to heaven. "Up here. I hope your not
afraid of hights." he says laughingly. You don't laugh because
you are afraid of hights, to an extent. The stairs look like tree
branches tied together. They look a little rickety to
you.
