The air, which was infused with fragrant plant aromas, made one feel spirited. However, this was shadowed by beasts howling not far away, which made people instinctively uncomfortable. The dirt here was tan and blood-red, a rather scary mix of colors. Nevertheless, the druids with us announced that this soil was abnormally fertile, to the point where an abundant harvest could be received simply by planting some seeds and not doing any other work.
In just a few days, this place had completely changed.
Thanks to the wood spirits' assistance, it was simple to construct a campground in this type of terrain. In less than 24 hours, a wall of thorns marked our living area and blocked us off from the wild beasts. Simple treehouses would at least protect us from inclement weather.
