Legend+from+Tyrestia

The Tree of Reincarnation sprouted the day that Ynariss created this world. A part of Ynariss was infused with the first seed that sprouted. Groves and thick foliage flourish around the tree growing to immense sizes. People from around the world believed that the forest was empty, until one day merchants were traveling through and saw rustles in the distance. As they approached, a large figure dressed in what appeared to be twigs and leaves stripped from the foliage around him stepped forward and spoke in an unintelligible language, he raised his hand and pointed to where they came from, without question they ran. When they returned they spoke of stories of the tall man; this was the first time anyone had ever seen the men in the forest. Emissaries from lands all around sent word for alliances yet none ever returned, until one man did. In shock, he spoke to the king of men of every size, they moved the land around them at their will, trees bent, plants grew and fruits ripened within minutes. As if on cue, a small stout man was ushered into the room, wearing the robes only spoken of in stories. He spoke to the king directly in perfect speech. "I am Bracken of Tyrestia, I have come to meet with you. We are people of nature, unlike you Mixed bloods, we are born-of from our god directly. We mean no harm to men traveling through, yet most men traveling through sought our powers. Greed, drove them to devious acts. They were not spared." The king was lost for words, with his mind racing he spoke before he could think. "Your people are welcome within our walls, we will keep from your land until your aid is needed." He spoke with his voice drenched in fear. Bracken replied with confidence "I will be the only Tyrestian you will ever see and live to tell the tale."