⚔️Serberia

"I wish I knew myself..." Veserod paused, gathering his thoughts. "Actually, we ventured deep into the forest, and suddenly, everything around us turned into an impassable wall. And the ground sprouted roots that clung to our feet. And gnarled branches started attacking us from all sides. They... creaked a lot. And reached out with their limbs. One of them almost got a young lad, a cheerful fellow. He struggled, hitting the branches, cutting his hands and face. He seemed to break free, but couldn't run away. Something got in his eyes, I think... uh..." He glanced at Britta. "And then they overpowered him, he fell, and went silent. And then they started attacking us with full force. They slashed at me... You chop down a tree, you stab it, but what can you do to it? You have to break off its hook-like branches, chop it from the shoulder – that's the only way. That's it... What else..." The hunter paused to help his companion walk around a puddle. "Oh, yes... Many of our men fell one by one; there were countless of these trees. But that wasn't all. I noticed another strange creature there... Believe it or not... A Leshy! The master, so to speak. At first, I didn't recognize it, I shot an arrow, but it didn't even flinch – the arrow went right into its beard and disappeared. That's when I realized that things were bad. But it didn't get angry – thank the great powers," Veserod sighed heavily. "We managed to cope, but we suffered a lot. I thought we would have to bury our friends, but the master clapped his hands, and they got up. There wasn't a single scar or scratch left. A miracle... I've never seen anything like it. Eh!" Veserod barely managed to catch Britta, who almost tripped over a huge, barely visible mound through the foliage. "Easy... " Having overcome this crisis, he approached the end of his disjointed story. "And then... We saw a giant tree standing in the grove, as wide as a house. And in it, there was a nest or a hollow. And a doe was lying there. Well... a young girl, a child. Wearing nothing. And she was covered in vines... She was just lying there, sleeping, not thinking about anything. Well, we took her out, of course. We couldn't just leave her. Well... that's it. We took her home, and she woke up. Not right away, but after a couple of days. She doesn't remember anything, she doesn't know anything. She's staying with the old man for now. Uh... with the baron. We're trying to figure out what to do; it's a strange situation.