Hushed Willows Nothing can die while we are here

A tired smile crept upon her face. She knew she could count on him. She hadn't needed to ask, but it was in her nature to do so. Sure, she could be all stern and leader-like, but she saw her faeries as equals - advisors, in charge of their own fate and destinies. She wouldn't force them to do anything they didn't want to. She cleared her throat and would begin her explanation, sure and steady.

They're locacted east of here - through the plains and over the moraine. To your right will be a forest. It's just straight from there on out until you come across their border. She explained. She'd explored the area vigorously before she'd settled down in their own forest. Call for Artyom and make sure to mention my name. Tell him our court is in dire need of help against a threat that might spread to them if we are unable to drive them out. That was the most important bit. Tell him this threat is called the Saints, led by a man named Donovan. He is not to be trusted under any circumstances. She pondered after this part, not knowing what else to add - but maybe that was a good thing, otherwise Dante might not be able to remember everything. you got it? She asked.