[center]Baeshri Hills, Not far from Lalifell[/center]
The fire that Ellorei held in her hands was immediately diminished with a smile, "Dragonflies, Rem. Gaia is amazing isn't she?" Ever the one to hold life sacred Ellorei returned to her position of sitting on her heels and as an afterthought, Ellorei's smiled grew, "You gave me a nickname Rem. Does that mean I can call you a friend?" 

Ellorei wanted to think so, being a fledgling druid was intimidating at times, but she pondered if Gaia would oppose to her seeking wisdom from a more practiced druid. Her heart wanted nothing more than to protect the weak and wilderness which she felt would eventually mean that her calling would be to what wilds were left in the north. Ellorei may have been naive to many things, but even her tribe knew of the tainted land that Marrenfell created. The idea of leaving such pure forest made Ellorei balk but she knew that her charge was now to protect nature, even if that meant dealing with some very unsightly characters.

"Rem, if you had to put into words the role of druids in Thoris, what would it be?" Her hands held a mouse that had stopped by her feet, "I mean, I know that Gaia asks us to protect and be stewards of nature, but what if we know of people who have a blatant disregard for The Mother? Should we simply watch and protect what is left?" Ellorei was stroking the mouse's fur as a woman would a child's hair, "Or do we try to take it back?"