Tythia has done away with druids. They're gone. Exiled. Excommunicated. Personae not gratae. Unwanted. That really sucks, because I am one. Kinda. I never wanted to speak to animals. I never cared all that much for plants, or grass, or... water? I don't know what druids like. Here I am, though. Right when I should be looking to settle down and start a family, my powers have decided to manifest in full-force. Now I'm a taboo. I'm a criminal. I'm shunned. Honestly? It's all pretty unfair. You'll never meet a more reluctant druid than me. Participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge