Deep within the woods a ring of large mushrooms grows near a road.  The shimmering of the fungi and the air around them warn all that they are not to be eaten for they mark the boundaries of the Fey lands.  The ends of the mushroom ring cannot be seen from the road, they must cover many acres.  As two elfmaids, one pregnant, step over the ring, pores within the mushrooms widen and SCREAM!  The fungi grow silent once more as the travelers pass deeper into the woods.  Eventually they come to  set of a half-dozen cabins, cozy but not fancy.  Several other elves are present, as are a female human ranger with the bear that accompanies her.  Fairies of all descriptions flutter around the grove, save for the ones tied up in bowls on a table in the center.  Four carved stone monoliths surround the table at the compass points.  The nervous cries of "I'se Toirchiad Siuddithsi" are supplanted by cries of "Run from the Grel!" as the warriors draw their weapons.<br/><br/>The pregnant elfmaid says "Stay your hands, this is my apprentice!" and the warriors sheath their weapons once more.  Fairies who'd flown away, gingerly return.  "Anavar I'se Siuddithsi, this is the town of Greenblossom.  This is your first stop for healing in the ways of the I'se Toirchiad Siuddithsi.  All those fairy sized are your charges.  I will heal the larger, when I birth those within my womb."