Spring was always short. A brief bout of spring showers heralded the gradual shift to warm weather.
Compared to the Northlands still in the throes of frigid winter, this place was far more suitable for humans to inhabit. At the very least, the wood spirits loved this climate. Warm, humid, and filled with sunlight, this area was particularly suitable for plants to grow.
However, a rancid smell of undeath was brought to us by the south wind. Dark clouds arrived in the sky together with a sudden drop in temperature. Nature seemed to be reminding people that the hot summer had yet to arrive. At the very least, the final spring frost still needed to be experienced.
Since the new seeds for the Forest of Dreams sprouted into what greatly resembled oak trees, the new and evolving section of the Forest of Dreams now had the charming name of Oak Town. The undead's unexpectedly late arrival caused the defenders of this town to feel both worry and happiness.
