The entryway to the brush den is made of arched bushes and various plants, as is the ceiling and walls. The inside is furnished with seats made of plant roots that have grown together, and a table made of wood adorned with flowers and wooden cups and plates. A small vine dangles with a glowing floor from the middle of the ceiling that lights the room dimly. Three small beds lay in one corner of the room made of interlaced grass and leaves.
The Brush Den, Forest
boar
faery
I am a faery, one of the fae. We are magical people who live in the forest. We try to avoid humans, because they will catch and enslave us for their own use, if they can.  Our magickal skills enable us to live comfortable lives, and to keep away from those who would do us harm.
Why would you not expect a Faery to be in the brush den? Us Fae built this place. *snort* *snort* I was expecting you to not be home. I try to avoid people, you know.  I try to avoid them as well. I do not like that peasant sitting over there. I believe he wishes us both harm. If he does, I shall attack and protect us.  Perhaps you should make the first move. Try hitting him with this bell. Arrrrghhh!  Get him! Get him! Rip his stupid head off! Come at me, peasant.  Umm, I think it's means he's dead when the head isn't attached to the body anymore. You can probably stop now. I'm glad we are both safe.... you don't intend to eat me now, do you?  I don't eat food. Fae subsist only on the nourishment of magic. For your help today I will grant you one wish, just ask. I wish to be beautiful. 