Christina chuckled merrily at Tehr's concerns before smiling to him in a relaxed fashion.<strong>"I believe she knew what she did when she gave those acorns to your care. The fact they've already become so special suggests to me she might have planned this out. If not, she entrusted them in your care while knowing your nature, she might not have foreseen what might happen by accident, but she chose to give them to you rather than a druid. I'd say that suggests to me she wouldn't really have any one good reason to complain about this."</strong>She allowed a short chuckle to escape her lips.<strong>"Forgive me for being curious, but do you think the fey know our family's nature ? If they can sense it? Because hearing that story did make me wonder if part of why they have reacted the way they have has to do with our 'kinship' ?"</strong>Christina shook her head, seeming to leave it be for the time being while moving to join Tehr along on the walk to find Rosalyn.<br/><br/>Their short walk brought them back outside to the garden, and found their elven lady kneeled on the ground near the back wall, her dress' skirt pressed to the grass without apparent concern for any little dirt it might acquire, her fingers digging into the soil quietly. There was a small mount of fresh dirt nearby atop which the acorn was set to rest, while Rosalyn dug her fingers to the ground while humming in a faint volume a somewhat eerie seeming song, before pausing and glancing back at the time when Christina's step managed to clack a couple of little stones laid down together audible enough to catch a bit away easily enough.<br/><br/><strong>"Ahh, I believe I have found the spot you asked me to look for. There's an actual 'dragon vein' under the city. Ley-line, if you want to use another term. A vein of magic flowing quietly but steadily, a natural source. It's deep, and the city isn't making it particularly nature-aligned, more neutral. Still, buried here, the seed should feed on both the natural mana from the estate, and the dragon vein."</strong>She chuckled briefly and smiled at him amusedly.<strong>"I knew I felt at ease here despite it being in the middle of the city, I thought it was the garden, and the company, but it would make sense the city was built atop a dragon vein in the ancient times. The location must have appealed to the druids first, and then the Legionaires in ancient times. Plus its an old, deep one, meaning that while it may not contribute a lot of magic to the surface, it is not liable to run out or dry up either,"</strong>Rosalyn said this quite pleased, before looking embarrassed at the ground.<br/><br/><strong>"Still, I think that planting the seed almost anywhere on the property would be good enough, but looking around from the house, I think having a single tree here would give some pleasant shade, a bit of privacy, and enough distance to the walls that the daughter of the woods would not feel confined. I think a little bit of work would see a small pond besides it if approved, but I also think it would be fine without one. I just personally find that placed here, it would provide a good place to settle down to relax, lean up against the tree trunk in time, to relax... or pressing up against it while wrapping your arms and legs around someone else holding you up to it,"</strong>she added a bit jokingly, but smiling through it all relaxed.<br/><br/><strong>"With your permission, then?"</strong>She smiled and moved to transplant the acorn full of life and flowing with primal to the hole she'd dug into the soil, deep enough to make a small mound of dirt present besides her, dug bare handed. Setting it down quietly, while starting to sing a song in elven, a song that Hlaford had occasionally sang too, a song which's lyrics he could translate easily enough.<br/><br/><em>"The soil warms the seed, the rain flows free, beneath these sovereign skies the country lies dreaming, nature is waiting, for the thawing to come, for the winter shall pass, and in the spring bloom shall arise once more, from smallest beginning, protected by she shell, the seed shall blossom to life, and nature regrows. The wilds shall endure, the forests shall rise..."</em><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">I had a song with lyrics picked for this but translated to english, it didn't end up sounding as good as I had hoped it would, no official english lyrics to it I am afraid. Ended up putting up what I could, but not nearly as good as I had hoped it to be. <br/><br/>Also considered writing a scene of the Dryad's tree growing to a starting phase, sticking out of the soil a bit of the way and taking shape, but then hesitated due to wanting your input on things at this point. My apologies for not managing to do as good a job as I had hoped, I just wish that this is at least acceptable.<br/><br/>As for Dragon-Veins vs Ley-Lines thing? Just another term I heard used, the ley-lines are plentifully used in stories, dragon-vein seemed curious enough and thought that to be named so, might have some reasons from the past, that might come to show more if a dragon were to head over towards Londinium at some point in the future.</div></div>