*Kriska looks a little suprised at the idea of a map and speaks in a slightly paniced voice.*
"I would prefer that you did not draw a map you never know what hands it may fall into here! Its quite easy go to the east gate of Sanga, that is the large city we were in, then follow this tiny stream up into the wood until you come to this glade!"
*Kriska Neptune Molignue, bonded and Dead*
*Zemilia Sraosha Coshwood Ancalimon, Princes Regent of the Earth Elves.*