You're wandering the far reaches of your village in the Age of Hope, the skies are bright as ever, a light, comforting breeze running through the valley

At the furthest point of the village borders you spot a Druid kneeling over some flowers, gently tending to them. After a few seconds they notice you, quickly rising to their feet with a hand on their staff. They raise a small hand in greeting, and shoot you a soft smile

"Hello!"