Draiss smiled softly, a cryptic smile like the ones dragons favored, that the elves had tried to copy, and had done a respectable job of it. "May I hear the story? I have a friend, a bard, who enjoys hearing about spirits and such, inspirational, he claims. Fruitbat, I usually retort, but that is a story for neither here or now. Sorry, went off on a tangent again. May I hear the story of the nature spirit please?"