In the end, Free City saw hardly any Greenskins going "Waaagh!"
It wasn't that Ogal couldn't oblige. The "forbidden Divine Arts" would cost another ten precious Origin Fruits.
Giving Free City its own Firstlove Fruit Tree mattered more than satisfying their curiosity.
Once Free City had an Ancient Oak Treant, a Firstlove Fruit Tree, and the Otherworld Tree... its people could call it a little Elven Royal Court.
You say you're the Elven Royal Court? So am I.
In mid-April, the Druids finished their blessings.
Under their blessings, the recently sprouted Wheat Field seemed to brim with Life Force. In just a few days, the tender green wheat shoots grew at an astonishing pace. Their stalks thickened, their color brightened, and morning dew sparkled on their tips.
Green stretched across the vast Gem Bay, and the air over the Wheat Field carried the scents of soil and wheat.
Annan was delighted with the view outside the city. But Olmedo had returned from Franco's Territory with a long list of trade agreements, and it was time for the Druids to leave.
First, they made one last trip to the western side of the Forest Mountains. Not for revenge... but to restore Vitality to the burned forest.
Countless blackened remains stood on the scorched earth. With heavy hearts, the Druids buried them, then blessed the dead woodland.
Life would rise from destruction. In a few months, green would return to this place.
Annan would make sure no one destroyed it again.
As for Greenfield Town and the Woodcutters who had lost their work... they were celebrating.
One of the trade agreements Olmedo had negotiated with Franco's Territory called for a road between Free City and Greenleaf Town.
Once it was finished, Greenleaf Town would no longer languish, overlooked at the edge of