This clearing is in reveal a wide circle of trees. Proud oaks stand close enough that only the smallest of fauna can squeeze through, protecting the garden within from curious deer and hungry rabbits. Flowers of every hue and shade crowd the soft lawn of grass, soaking up what light they can through the shadows cast by the branches above. Purple, yellow, red, blue - even green blossoms bob in the breeze, their scents mixing to create a heady perfume. Vines and creepers climb up the tree trunks, dripping with grapes and berries.
flower garden, Forest
faery
priest
I am here to help the needy. I am well respected in the town. I can not accept lying.
You almost gave me a heart attack.  Where did such a tiny creature come from? I live in the forest. Nice to meet you.  Nice to meet you.  Do you spend time in this flower garden often? As much as I can. Sometimes humans want to enslave me, so I try not to be here when humans are around, but you seem nice.  Why would they enslave you?  Do you have powers? I have a few magical skills, but not many. I'm not like a wizard or anything. How about you? What do you do? I am a priest that is at war against the lies of this kingdom.  I hate the way they oppress the needy and call it aide. How terrible! I'm so glad you are there for them. Who fights with you? The King, the Lords, and all who benefit from cheap labor.  The powerful pretend that they are doing good while exploiting others. What a sad state of affairs. Can I help? I don't know, what are your powers? Hmmm...well, I can become invisible, I can bring good luck, and I have the ability to heal some illnesses, 