<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Faori</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><br/>It's so peaceful. Isn't that just so painfully boring to a spritely Elven damsel like herself. There wasn't any birds chirping, perhaps that also tipped her off that there was someone around here. How could it escape her ears, not to mention, thanks to the dense canopy, she didn't have to worry about the bright light or direct feeling of heat on her smooth cool skin.  She didn't seem to have much problems in coming down from Kriss, but the journey west wasn't as exciting as she thought it would be.<br/><br/>"How you think I feel." earthy, rumbling tone came out of nowhere, and yet it was close by-right behind her. THe Tree shuddered, and started to tip back, the creaking of branches and crackling of crisp bark as the tree yawns. Tree, oh no, it was an Ent, a elder guardian of the woodlands,and she seemed to have been resting upon 'his' crooked nose. Dark holed opened and they stared hollow and unblinking at her as a squirrel popped out and ran further up it's branches. " I, myself, received a raw deal. Alas, white elf, who may you be? Are you, like others, moving toward the sea?"