Mother Dryad

the ancient mother of all apple tree dryads. for the longest time, her family lived in harmony with humans, where the harvests of their own trees were traded for various wealths and privileges. the mother appears to hold an endless patience, that one could only cultivate after being alive for thousands of years. she and her children have stayed in the same territory for all this time, her roots spreading deep throughout the whole territory. her children take care of her, as do those that seek the bounty of her harvest. no matter what wars were waged, mother dryad and her family were to be spared — and, those that dared to try and strike her down, well… little of them remained to tell the tale.

but after thousands of years, her days of singing and playing in the woods with her children threatened to come to an end. modern trades and machinery lead most people of greece to no longer appreciate her gifts, and her living grounds became compromised. still, there were those that still came to her frequently, so despite it all, she stayed.

that is, until a massive series of fires breached the dryads territory. the humans, now having mostly forgotten the dryad field, did not care to attempt and rescue them. had it not been for a tribe of centaurs to uproot the massive goddess and guide her and her children someplace safe, she would not have been here today. but despite surviving the fire unscathed, the wounds ran deep in her heart — she would never return to this place, where she would not be appreciated. and so, the forest of dryads moved to the uncharted lands, where they could grow and flourish undisturbed.

by now, the mother has resettled, and enjoys the occasional company of weary travelers that attempt to scout the uncharted lands for resources. and resources they shall find! though you would think the dryads would come to despise the dangers of the uncharted lands, they fear very little things other than fire. though she may seem gentle and kind, the mother is a formidably powerful and arcane creature, not to mention gargantuan in size. though, you should find her in a fine mood any other day, now. after all, one familiar with the forests has come to court her, as of late…