At the crossroads of Amia Forest a man stands stoicly leaning upon his staff. Clad in breastplate made from wyvern hide, barefooted and the skull of a large canine creature on his head he attempts to speak to passer by first in Mulhorandi, then in struggling weak common. He seems to seek to speak to an Arch Druid about gaining entry into the Duir.

A female elven ranger walks by with a dire wolf by her side. She raises an eyebrow at the question but shrugs slightly "You would need to speak to Arch-druid Malandria or Elana about that, Sir. Miss Malandria is not hard to find.. just look for the pack of large cats following her" chuckles "Oh and Elana who is sometimes with her."