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
priest
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.
Simply delightful! It's always the best day! Don't you agree? I do indeed, sweet tiny sister.  I am here to gather flowers to feed the needy, do you mind? Oh, please, not too many! These flowers are my family! Oh, I'm so sorry sweet sister.  I did not realize the flowers were sentient beings.  Can you help me find some food to feed the needy?  What about the grapes and berries? Don't touch me! I'm sorry, I'm much too afraid of people to allow that. I may be able to summon up some food for you though if it means you leave peacefully. I am sorry, small one. I mean you no harm.  I am quite well regarded in the village, everyone trusts me. We have had bad experiences with your kind in the past. But you do seem nice... I am sorry for your previous bad experiences, sister.  What can I do to further our friendship? Perhaps I can have that shiny thing on you neck? I am happy to make a gift of this cross to you, my faery friend. Ohhhh! it's so pretty...quite heavy though. It looks lovely on you.