Making of a Realm
It is not uncommon for fey to keep to the ways of nature and so the path of the druid is one that a fey may walk quite well. Born a dryad, Tiressia embraced the path of the druid quite well, keeping to the grove where her bonded oak tree is planted. With time she came to also love a kind satyr, Falchos, who came to live within the grove. Unfortunately the gods of fate are always fickle and a terrible scythe tree began moving north towards the grove. scythe trees are terrible plant creatures with an afinity for fey flesh and particularly Dryad (some say they taste like chocolate to the tree). Unable to leave the safety of the grove due to the bond to the oak at its center and too weak to face the tree, Tiressia despaired knowing that soon she would become food for the dreaded plant. When a group of adventurers entered here grove the first rays of hope shined upon her although she noticed that the group was still too weak to confront the tree. With time however they could become a powerfull force within the Greenbelt and maybe free the fey which dwelled close from feeding the scyth tree.
Within some months, news reached her that the scythe tree had indeed be felled by those same adventurers.