On a gnarly root that belonged to a red oak tree sat Tiana. A blue pixie that was far away from home. She took in the views of the forest. The army of trees, each one more giant than the next, each decorated by holes, mold, and patches of moss. Their roots twisted, and turned, and even reached for other trees, as if these trees were fighting each other. The weather was cold, with a hint of mist. These parts of the forest were not safe for a frail, blue pixie such as herself. Monsters of all mann

It’s only been an hour since Faelyn arrived at the port of Idosa, and she already felt homesick. As she stepped out of her ship, she was greeted by a busy beehive of sailors, merchants, retainers, and a deluge of other people that shouted, carried boxes, and carriages moving about. It was a far cry from the well organized port back at the capital.She sat on a large crate and leaned her back on a brick wall. Her informant was supposed to meet her at the port, but there was no sign of them.