Tree Gods

Once, we Drus were as the Dryads: eternally in our roots, one forever with the forest. But we not content. We longed for form, to set us apart from the trees. So the Dryads gave us the bodies of men, and trapped our spirits in mortal flesh... Holly Hillwalker has never dealt well with the curse of the Drus. He hates his humanity, and never more than now, when the magic of the forest is failing and it's up to him to save his people. Tristan Grueder, part-owner of the local sawmill is coming back