Felltree Marsh and it drifts over

Nova came to Phares like they held a pair of magnets, drawn to him, or as she believed, led by the light of the lord. Her teacher, her priest, he was friendly as before and welcoming, but the greeting faded in seconds. Following his gaze, the elder sighed.
            "Locusts, Phares, they came through and wiped out anything green in the Teekon."
Or so people said, right? She'd never really been out of the Tiaga here, and it made this all the more exciting for her. Her own spectral eyes swept over the scene, and she did her best to see what Phares did. Was there a lesson here, another part of her rebirth? It was she who'd picked his place, and her ears drooped slightly at the worry she'd led them to a bad place. From now on, the priest would be leading.