<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<br/><br/>Stanis whistled a cheerful tune as he hiked out to the temple. As the signs of civilization started to diaper behind him he switched over to singing, as now there was no one around to complain if he was too loud or off key. It was a lovely day  to be out for a walk and Stanis meant to enjoy every bit of it he could before he arrived at the temple and there was work to do.<br/><br/>Not that this job sounded particularly hard. Finding a tree a tapping it for some sap wasn't exactly the kind of heroic deed he had in mind when he left his village, if he wanted to do that he would have stayed home and waited for canning season. Still, it was a church asking, and he had to start somewhere, so he made sure the blade of his axe was nice and sharp before he set out. It wasn't a proper tap, but Stanis knew how to cut a tree so that he didn't strictly need one.<br/><br/>Finally he arrived at the temple, impressed that the edifice stood so far from town. It must be the power of the gods, he assumed, and he looked around the place to see if anyone was about to direct him to the tree. He found the temple strange not recognizing the massage rooms for what they were, and was surprised to find a bathhouse in a temple. But there he finally found someone relaxing in the water, and from the description he got of the sister he knew it was her. The wings and halo were a dead give away.<br/><br/>Unsure if he should be averting his eyes or not he settled sorry looking at her sideways. Good Morning Sister. I'm here about your tree."<br/>