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.
What a beautiful place. it is... Yep, do you live here. Yes, this is my abode I see well that is awesome. what brings you here I love nature. it is nice then Yes indeed. I really need to get going..you sound like a boring priest Well you are not giving me much to work with you fool. run along before I turn you to a toad