Phloria walked to the entrance, finding that it had no door.
She knocked on the wall, drawing the curious looks of those still on the ground floor. A humanoid figure appeared out of the vines that comprised the door's frame, taking the appearance of what looked like a bush shaped like a man by an expert gardener.
He was a Thorn, the plant folk born from bushes, that she had met back in Kulah and Laruel. They had no definite form and could shape their bodies at will as long as they didn't exceed their mass.
"Are you lost? The human district is quite far from here." He tried to sound as calm and reassuring as he could, even taking a form that the stranger could better relate to.
"Thanks for your concern, but I'm not lost. I'm your new neighbor, Phloria, and I've come to say hi." She offered her hand, yet her polite gesture received a contemptuous sneer from all those present.
