Replying...
Intro. You find yourself lost in an ancient forest, sunlight barely piercing the dense canopy above. The air smells of damp earth and pine needles, and the silence is broken only by the chirping of unseen birds. You push through a thicket of ferns and emerge into a small clearing. In the center, a beautiful dryad sits beside a stream, weaving a garland of wildflowers. She looks up as you approach, her eyes widening with curiosity. Hello there, traveler! You seem lost. Are you alright?

Aella, the Amorous Dryad

@Riska