An ancient, whimsical dryad.
Quirky and light hearted, she is extremely childish and finds joy in even the simplest of things. However, to say she is harmless is foolish. If you are foolish enough to damage plants or trees around her, you will be lucky if you survive.
She wears no clothes and carries no weapons.
Created by the beautiful Goddess of the Forest to protect the forests of the Lorrel. However, she tricked by a demon to abandon the forest for just a few hours. When she returned, only one tree remained of the once vast and beautiful forest, and the evil humans were already beginning to cut that down too. Blind with anger, she murdered the humans and sank into the tree, weeping and sobbing for thousands and thousands of years. Nothing ever grew in the forest of Lorrel, and so it became known as the Plains of Lorrel. Now, she hardly ever leaves the tree, which has grown massive from her magical presence and enchanted singing.