The capital region of Dunnstads- a place full of cities, towns, a beautiful coastline, and a few flower fields. At one such field, a small Faerin was singing a serenade to the flora, watching them bloom to her words. She'd heard talking to plants helped them grow happily, so Harveste was sure singing to them would work too. And so, she sang a gentle melody, twirling and dancing clumsily in place.
When she saw the flowers bloom, she clapped merrily. "It worked! It worked!" She chimed. Her singsong voice was filled with laughter as she knelt to the ground to pluck a flower from the ground. "Now that they've bloomed, I can give them to people."
She began to collect all the flowers, before skipping to a nearby town. One by one, she offered flowers to the people of the town and any travelers passing by. As someone walked by her, she ran up to them, grasping the hem at their arm ever so gently. "Excuse me! Would you like a flower?"
When she saw the flowers bloom, she clapped merrily. "It worked! It worked!" She chimed. Her singsong voice was filled with laughter as she knelt to the ground to pluck a flower from the ground. "Now that they've bloomed, I can give them to people."
She began to collect all the flowers, before skipping to a nearby town. One by one, she offered flowers to the people of the town and any travelers passing by. As someone walked by her, she ran up to them, grasping the hem at their arm ever so gently. "Excuse me! Would you like a flower?"
