Large clear outdoor meadow. Flowers of blue and white appearing in bunches here and there. The grass glows with a green light. Not much can be said about its appearance, however there is a mystical allure associated with the place as if a meadow for spirits instead of livestock.
Meadow, Countryside
an assassin
wasp
I fly around and bother people. I have been around since the start of time. The king really hates me.
Bzz, watch it assassin. We'll see who's pierce is worse! I can take you out with less than one swipe! I'd reckon you couldn't cut the fuzz of my thorax if I flew still! One slice and you will be detached from your thorax!  Hah! I 'spose the King has sent you as a feeble attempt to dispatch me? That old bag sure does despise me after our last encounter! You are such a tiny thing! Who worries about you? Pfft, the King himself! He's sent countless men out to this meadow in vain attempts to have me 'taken care of'. They have failed and you shall too! I will not fail the King! You'll have to do better than that assassin! Let's make a deal, if you get one good hit in you won't leave with a sting! My sword places a curse on those who it hits and pierces! What was that? Sorry, I was picking flowers while you were flailing that shank about. You fool!