"My people move slowly. We rest for months at a time and provide homes for the monsters that seek shelter. We wish to continue to do so despite our small numbers." The voice was soft spoken, almost a whisper. Yet, the words were strong and clear. The coral treant representative had made this decision and spoke out sharing their values.
The other races spoke up agreeing. They too had a reason to stay if they could. They did not hate their way of life, but they knew they needed help to maintain it. A bind with another group, one capable of living in multiple elemental planes could do that.
They were willing to take the risk.
There was more to it though, their glances at the ground, at the back of the continent whale. It showed Walker everything.
