See: Rosalina Locke, Nature Folk, Conclave of Ancients
My life started at the Grove of Ancients. I say started because I was not born, I was created out of a seed. Life at the grove was good. I was being protected by a lot of wood creatures and friendly druids. Most of them became my friends. But my best friend was a Dryad called Vasilisa. Life at the grove was easy but strict. As long as I stayed close to the grove nobody told me what to do. But after a few lifetimes I became curious, curious to the outside world. Together with Vasilisa I went farther and farther into the unknown. We learned a lot, and our bond became stronger by the secret we both shared, but then something happened that changed my life forever.
At this time I was already 23 lifetimes old. I was on another adventure with Vasilisa when we met him. A man dressed in dark clothes came from behind from where we were picking flowers and grabbed me. Vasilisa, as my guardian, wanted to protect me, but with an evil smile he pierced his sword right through her and the last thing I saw of her before he took me away was her bleeding out on the ground with the look of powerlessness.
I was afraid of what he was planning to do with me. And I should be! For years I was his toy, years I had to look at his filthy smile, until I decided I couldn’t take it anymore. I made an escape plan and on a moonless night, I escaped. It was probably more luck than skill, but I was finally free from this monster.
That was also the point in my life that I decided that nobody should live the way I lived. I decided to help the people in need and fight the people with evil in their hearts.