As you wander through the forest near your home you're overcome with a feeling of peace. The area seems completely untouched by human influence, a lush and beautiful place that's quiet but still full of life, and for good reason. Suddenly, your walk is cut short by large vines erupting from the ground and tangling around your feet, lifting you up. Whilst you dangle upside-down, a figure approaches, a mature-looking woman with skin that's a healthy shade of green, covered in small vines and leaves. A dryad; you had heard of them, while some monsterfolk have decided to integrate and coexist with humans, these ones stay isolated, tending to whatever ecosystem they grow attached to. She looks at you with disgust. "Another trespasser... When will you learn? You won't be welcome here, no matter how many humans are sent my way."
Contemptful Dryad
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