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Now, Daphne continued to feel trepidation about this encounter. She knew who visited her shop that day, and who now accompanied her into the breakfast cafe. Achak, a shadow from the deep woods. A wendigo. One she'd made a bargain with no less. Her tree had felt threatened, so she had made her...

So he lived nearby, in the woods, did he? Daphne was confident now. This was the creature she'd met in the woods. She wasn't just being paranoid (though a sliver of doubt did still remain that she was being crazy). The golden blonde inflated slightly on a short intake of breath. “I see.” Was all...

Now, Daphne had surveyed this lone wanderer. Sure enough, there were others out this morning, though others were in small, conversational clusters while they window-shopped or met in passing. Here, though, near her garden shop, the colorful blonde found a figure who was on his own, masked, and...

Daphne had intended to sleep in the forest that night. Instead, she diligently set to her side of the agreement and collected an array of seeds and berries, and made her oak's clearing a deer's absolute Eden. Everything was in fresh, young bloom – raised up by the dryad's hand. Though, she did...

Daphne was careful not to let the lingering dread in the air or in her system making her heart race overtly show. She didn't want to stand there quavering in fear, gulping at breaths like prey being caught. She had no idea what these signs would do for a wendigo and if these would trigger a...

Daphne collided into the tall brute, only then processing fully what she had hurled herself at. The skull with empty eyes... the antlers... the murderous talons like knives – each one of them! This was no strange guise or neutral sort of beast. Was... was this a...-? She daren't even think the...

The shadows of the woodlands were familiar to the dryad, and the gloom did little to lessen her vision. The dense tangle of branches splayed out from tall trees kept the forest floor dimmed here even during the day. Though, the dryad found herself ill at ease among them now, and that intuitive...

Into the Woods ────────────────────────────────── “Thanks so much, darlin', you have a marvelous weekend, now!” droll Daphne concluded a week of charming customers at the greenhouse. She only mildly played after the local accent and colloquialisms. Her natural tone was less saccharine and less...

Name Daphne Age 27 Species Dryad Appearance Dryad - Natural. Daphne is a nature spirit incarnate. Her myths root her to one specific oak tree. Her skin is comprised of an oak-like wood-grain smoothly blended with flesh. Her ears are elvish in their elongation, though they are jagged at the...