Well, this wasn't a little forest grove, it looked like a cage. When the guards had picked him up in the forest, they had told Trivien that he was being taken to a small grove that required his assistance. Maybe they just wanted to make sure that he was safe on the way. But there weren't any dangers, were there? He squinted his old eyes and scratched his head, running his fingers through the grey hair. He looked out of the cage and saw that his surroundings looked more like a city. He turned to a small pot that he had next to him. Inside the pot was an extremely rare plant, quite frankly he was glad the guards had let him bring it, they had seemed awfully eager for h im to get in the cart.
He looked over at the others in the cart, with a critiquing look. Maybe they were going to help him with the growth of the small patch of nature. Then again, they didn't look all to well suited for it. He patted the potted plant he had brought with him. The leaves shook, and he put he ear up it and nodded intently, whispering back to the plant, "Yes, I'm positive you will be planted soon..... so what does it matter if we're going through a city, I'm sure this is just a shortcut... Fine, I'll ask." He looked over at the three as they were talking, interrupting with, "I'm sorry, Cory here thinks that we may not be going into a grove, could one of you tell it that it's wrong." He emphasized the last word and looked back at the plant.