Neverwinter Forest as helpless as a stinger without a bee

She shrugged at the mention of it being a good day.  At least the brown parts of trees still stood standing.  Leaves could always grow back.  Yet they had not, not yet.  Mazi sighed.  "It could be beetter though."  She added in, in monotone.  She wished that Neverwinter Forest would just go back to being that same forest that she had first come to, with all of it's glorious green.  She missed that level of the forest.  A small frown settled upon her features at the thought, before turning her attention before to the older male.

"I'm Mazi."  She said in a quieter tone.  "What's your name?"  The agouti then asked, with a slightly depressed sweep of her eyes over all of the devastation that the Locusts had brought here.  If only the past could be changed.  She would have done anything to stop the locust invasion.  Anything.