In Joaquin’s office, they gathered around his desk when Basilio took out the stone that they got from the piles of dust inside the maze, also known as the tree creature’s seed.
“That’s the seed?” Ivan asked.
“Must be,” Joaquin’s reply.
“So, we need five more of this,” Zander said and the other nodded.
Then Joaquin took out the map that they outlined according to the riddle given to them. He laid it on top of his desk as Ivan wrapped the stone and placed it into his satchel.
“Basilio, get me the map of our territory,” he ordered.
Basilio nodded and went to one shelf, pulling out a scroll of paper. He then put it on the desk. Two maps lay there side by side and they all looked at it. The shape of the map and the outline Joaquin did was a match.
Then Joaquin conjured a quill in his ha
