[Drudic Grove] A new life

[Basaerial]

Timestamp: The second brightening of spring

Basaerial knew where the Druids Grove was, he had watched it from a distance many times in the past, to afraid to enter and ruin the beauty that it was with his footsteps. He wasn’t sure if the druids learned how to walk with the grass of if their feet was enchanted by spells that encouraged the grass to grow after every footstep, but it never looked as if anyone had ever been inside the grove and moving. Though this brightening he was going to have to make an attempt for it was training with the druids that the elf wanted.

He had already been to the mistress of the rangers to explain that he didn’t think he would be able to be a successful ranger and that it wasn’t in him to do it. He wanted to help Natura and its people but the choices one had to make as a Ranger were difficult. When to attack and assist or when not to was enough of a puzzle for the young elf let along when it is okay to kill and when it should be avoided at all costs. To be a protector of Natura and it’s people, woods, and animals was a lot to handle. However the druids were nurtures, and that was something that Basaerial was as well. Though he was silent most of the time when it came to him confronting people he was not at all shy or timid of speaking with plants and animals or enjoying their presence. If he were to become a druid he would be able to help these things become more-and-more fantastic. It would take time and effort but Basaerial was up for it.

So there he stood at the edge of the grove looking in, he took a deep breath and then swallowed. He was about to take a step in but couldn’t. Would he be welcomed here? Surely he would be but he was afraid of ruining the scenery that he enjoyed so much. He knelt down and whispered to the grass ”Please forgive me” in his elfish tongue before standing up right and taking his first step into the grove.

He searched for someone that he could talk to…

[Nimh]

"Forgive you?" A voice descended upon Basaerial...sharp, alarmed...female. "What are you going to do? Hurt it?" A slender figure stepped in front of him, conveniently blocking his entry into the grove. She was a small creature, barely over five feet in height, with a deep golden-brown skin color and a set of curls similar in shade to that of her skin. Her eyes were large and green, pale green irises surrounded by a darker, forest green, and they narrowed on him in suspicion.

Unfortunately for for him, the woman was also naked, not a stitch of clothing to be found upon her willowy person, her own adornments a wrapping of vines that twisted around her body, vaguely covering her more private areas, and a white crown wrapped with spring blossoms nestled a top her head. She had her hands set upon her hips as she stared at him, her body there for the viewing and her not caring in the slightest. "If you hurt it, I'll hurt you!" she warned...and it seemed as if she meaned it. Nevermind that she was quite possibly bluffing.