<div class="floatleft">(https://dylanpalmerblog.files.wordpress.com/2012/02/rangerweb.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Stanis<br/><strong>Adventure:</strong>The Beauty of Nature<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sister Melody, Helia<br/><br/>”I didn’t mean to imply anything Sister.”  Said Stanis, his face reddening a little in embarrassment. In truth, he had no idea what a priestess did all day. The ones that came to his village once a season were always busy with marriages, naming ceremonies and the other rituals the village needed, but he knew that wasn’t all they did back where they came from.  “Just that I’m sure you’re busy is all.”<br/><br/>He gave the Sister one last wave as she left and turned back to Helia.”Well I don’t know my way around these woods yet, but I’ll do my best not to get us too lost!” said Stanis cheerily, hefting his axe over his shoulder as he led the way to where Sister Melody said the tree was.  “We’re to find a tree of life. The sister said it would be blooming with flowers and might even have a face. I figure there’s a pretty good chance we’ll know it when we see it.”  He said, and then had a thought.  “I don’t think we were ever introduced proper last night.”  He said and stuck out his hand for a shake.  “The name’s Stanis. Stanis Treefallen.”<br/>