In the east where the river ends a lone elf can be seen holding a shovel and a buldging bag. He sighs and begins to dig holes and place saplings in them.
A while later the elf is standing in the middle of a field of sapplings. The elf is smiling and laughing as over one hundred fruit bearing trees grow around him.
"not quite finished..." he mutters, as the sapplings grow unaturally fast.
He prays to Ushara of the five for the strength of will to plant the remaining trees he needs and to find a way to get them sunlight.
His grove is nearing it's completion....
A forest in the east
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