It's time to finally reveal my pieces for the Vinyl Roots show at Dragatomi this Saturday, May 14th.
This marks the third day of my journey to the Caverns of Yandor. The strange trees of the Daven Forest never cease to amaze my eyes with their twists and turns. Each one seems to be watching you walk through their land. Although I doubted the tales I heard of the forest at the beginning of the trail, after two restless nights of peering eyes I've changed my outlook. In theory, the route I have laid out will put me at the Screaming Twins in a few more days, but this forest has proven anything but predictable. Thorny vines and troublesome mud seem to grow thicker and sloppier as I continue forward, I can only hope this stint of prickly luck will end soon.
Finally reaching the end of the Daven Forests, I came across the Screaming Twins. The Twins were cut down for the great totems of Yandor. To the horror of the men, the trees began to wail while they sawed through them. Deafening the men closest and scarring everyone involved, the job was carried out and the site quickly abandoned. The Twins have since silenced, yet their wretched faces remain entombed forever.
After a monotonous trek through the Rufian Plains, I arrived at the totems of Yandor. Although the totems stand a mile away, they serve as the entrance to the caverns. Standing as a warning of the woes and wonderment of what lie ahead. While historians argue about who the six faces represent, my personal belief is that each represents a former shaman of the land that fought for control in Tu'R'Land. Good and evil of the land have been at odds since the beginning of time, and the Caverns of Yandor stood as a sacred ground to both the dark and light worshippers of the land. While we still find ourselves at odds with the menacing shadows of the land, our conquest of the caverns has just begun.
Even though I was so close to the caverns, I stayed the night at the totems. Not only preparing for my descent into the caverns, but to prepare myself mentally for the horrors I may encounter in the depths of the caverns. The sheer size of the tree that has taken root on top of the cavern speaks of the power of this land. The cave or something that resides within the cave appears to be sucking the life from the large tree. All I know is that if I'm to fully document the wonders of Tu'R'Land, then my journey must continue. For the Caverns of Yandor is the only passage to the great lands of Maroneen.
Full color pics of all the pieces are over in my flickr.