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In a dark swamp slow rings of swamp gas drift into the sky as the moon beamed  down on the constant fog. The lands was almost completely submerged in stagnent water, each tree standing on there roots like houses on stilts.

Sat in the middle of the swamp on a small island sat a tree unlike the others in the swamp. This tree was black it's branches completely covered in blue glowing leaves there light seeming to push the fog back making this one of the only places whith a clear view of the full moon. 

As the moon drifted higher in the sky the roots of the dark tree began to move. The Soil gave birth to a group of small creatures each as tall as a twelve year old child.

Instead of skin they had bark there wooden body's in almost human shaped as if someone had carved a tree trunk into a man. There faces were dark holes in there faces the only think making them different from drift wood was the 2 glowing balls sat where the eyes would be on any others creture.

The clan of trees moved with slow steps there body's creaking as if they were stretching after a long sleep.The most rotten of the clan was bent over and hobbling forward small pieces of cobwebs clung to the back of its legs it's face shon with only half the light of others one of the glowing orbs was missing. Clutched in its rotting four fingered hands was a long branch its bark the same shade as the giant tree that was looming over it. Lifting its arm into the air the butt of the staff banged against the dirt, there was almost no sound but as the staff made contact there was a ring of gree light just as big as a plate.

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There was no wind but the leaves of the massive tree moved the branches shifting to let a beam of moon light hit the earth where the staff had just made contact . Why this had been happening  all of the other plant men surrounded the beam of light each one lifting there arms to there sides.

Linking hands they began to Sway back and forth they swung untill the moon was directly above them from the spot in the middle of the circle a root began to grow reaching for the light.

Each second that past the root got thicker and wider until it was the size of the members of the circle there swaying stopped as the wood infront of them moulded and rippled into an almost human shape as the moon began to fall there was another man shaped tree but it's carved face was empty there were no lights no movement no life.

The elder tree man hobbled twords the empty tree with what looked like a lot of effort he lifted his staff over his head in both hands. Each member of the circles eyes began to glow as the elder  gently touched the chest of the tree that had just been born there was a pulse of yellow light from where the staff made contact.

With a flash of energy and a 2 light flickered on inside the head like 2 light bulbs.  The elder stepped back as he turned to bow at the tree as the wooden staff in his hand turned to ash and flew into the air.

The head of the new tree lifted as he saw the the trees glow start to fade he herd the first sound in its life.

*ding* [ welcome to the system]