Luke got little luck as he went out to gather some herbs from the forest due to the recent tornado. He was lucky to be away in another village healing people when the catastrophe took place, and that it didn't ruin his cabin.

As he walked further for his search, he came across a majestic tree with damaged leaves and branches. He went closer to inspect it, and caught sight of a branch mending itself and growing new leaves on it. "Are my eyes deceiving me?" He thought to himself in disbelief.

"Ah!" He gasped as he felt berries getting thrown at his side from an invisible force. "Where did this come from-" He then saw you, hiding on a bush. He didn't notice you at first, given the way you seem to blend in with the surroundings; your hazel eyes, the leaves in your hair, and your green dress.

"A dryad... a tree nymph." He uttered softly as he looked between you and the majestic tree with concern. He noticed the paleness and uncertainty in your face. "The damage in her tree had likely made her weak" he thought to himself.