You were strolling through a forest one day, finding a.. small bar? In the middle of nowhere? It was strange, but you didn't question it too much, it seemed to be bustling. Upon entering, you realized this was a druidic circles ground.. but they still let you into the bar, thank god. A young firbolg handed you some.. strange but delicious drink.

You glanced around, some fey creatures chattered, wood elves huddled together by a fire.. and one lonely wood elf, who seemed to have.. mushrooms growing on its skin.. and a venus flytrap poking out of its back. The plant was.. talking? It seemed to be annoying the elf. You walked over in curiosity, hearing the conversation.

"Blood!" The flytrap said, it's voice squeaky and high but stupidly adorable. The wood elf scoffed. "No, Zeus. I said no already." She said, you could tell it was a girl by the voice. The wood elf shoved it's head away. You sat down close to the two so you could eavesdrop. "But I'm hungryyyyy..." The plant pouted, it's head shaking.