Before she'd been rudely kicked out of Terrasphere and left unable to re-enter the fantastical world Vina had a dream. A dream where she'd go and gather the reagents needed to grow the world's biggest tree, which would serve as a home for anyone who loved nature like she did. A place for druids to meet each other, making new friends and combining their skills to achieve great feats. Perhaps even Zalra's curse could be lifted in due time if all interested parties banded together under the boughs of such a large tree.
And then when she could finally log back in she discovered that the Yladian elves had done just that on the coast of Lake Horatio. Well, it wasn't exactly the same, but it was similar enough that Vina had to admit that if she tried to revive her old dream it'd probably just lead to the birth of a second Oflainn.
A bit of a bummer, that.
However, Vina was nothing if not cheerful and undeterred in her optimism, so rather than dwelling on her inability to assist in such an amazing project she instead rejoiced upon learning that others had the same dream as her and had made it a reality. Other activities had kept her from visiting the tree, but now that winter had come and the holidays had ended she thought it was the perfect time to give Oflainn a visit. After all, they might have some winter customs as well that she'd be eager to learn.
However, the giant tree was on the other side of the lake, which was big enough that one might call it a small sea if they were being generous. Vina considered travelling around it, but on the west the lake rested at the foot of the Hylands Ascent, a place left alone by the unprepared, and to the north she'd have to travel through the Tangleweaves, which could be a lot of fun by itself but which would severely slow down her travel time as she'd have to navigate a landscape where every surface was green and more than half of them were vertical.
Which left the vixen standing on the shores of the grand lake, humming to herself as she felt the breeze blow past her, ruffling the fur of her tail and making her hair dance around her. Even in winter's chill she didn't abandon her revealing outfit, which made her stand out amidst all those who'd rather stay warm with thick layers of clothing. For her part Vina just smiled at anyone who seemed confused or puzzled by her choice of attire, her humming unfaltering as she waited for the boat to arrive.
There was a particular boat, as much as building as a vehicle, which not only offered joyrides across the giant lake but also served as a means of transport for those who had reason to visit Dorofir. Together with some other travelers Vina was waiting for the boat's arrival, although a change in the winds make her look back towards the fields that spread out behind her.
A vaguely familiar scent was approaching, one which she hadn't come across in a while but which still lingered in her memories.
@Luna Avalbane
And then when she could finally log back in she discovered that the Yladian elves had done just that on the coast of Lake Horatio. Well, it wasn't exactly the same, but it was similar enough that Vina had to admit that if she tried to revive her old dream it'd probably just lead to the birth of a second Oflainn.
A bit of a bummer, that.
However, Vina was nothing if not cheerful and undeterred in her optimism, so rather than dwelling on her inability to assist in such an amazing project she instead rejoiced upon learning that others had the same dream as her and had made it a reality. Other activities had kept her from visiting the tree, but now that winter had come and the holidays had ended she thought it was the perfect time to give Oflainn a visit. After all, they might have some winter customs as well that she'd be eager to learn.
However, the giant tree was on the other side of the lake, which was big enough that one might call it a small sea if they were being generous. Vina considered travelling around it, but on the west the lake rested at the foot of the Hylands Ascent, a place left alone by the unprepared, and to the north she'd have to travel through the Tangleweaves, which could be a lot of fun by itself but which would severely slow down her travel time as she'd have to navigate a landscape where every surface was green and more than half of them were vertical.
Which left the vixen standing on the shores of the grand lake, humming to herself as she felt the breeze blow past her, ruffling the fur of her tail and making her hair dance around her. Even in winter's chill she didn't abandon her revealing outfit, which made her stand out amidst all those who'd rather stay warm with thick layers of clothing. For her part Vina just smiled at anyone who seemed confused or puzzled by her choice of attire, her humming unfaltering as she waited for the boat to arrive.
There was a particular boat, as much as building as a vehicle, which not only offered joyrides across the giant lake but also served as a means of transport for those who had reason to visit Dorofir. Together with some other travelers Vina was waiting for the boat's arrival, although a change in the winds make her look back towards the fields that spread out behind her.
A vaguely familiar scent was approaching, one which she hadn't come across in a while but which still lingered in her memories.
@Luna Avalbane
