Broken Antler Fen Indigo

"Well, grandpa, you live and you learn. I will introduce you to our resident poltergeist," Wraen told and really did not see any point of further deterring him from joining. And if he turned out to be a bastard, there were plenty of people around (and a couple of dragons and handy curses and hexes) to drive him out and be done with it. Or worse - turn him into a frog and make sure that he's never kissed by a pretty princess ever. 

"Welcome to the Enchanted forest," she stepped aside to let him in, though it was purely symbolic step. "Brechelient is a fancier name of the same place and that's the one we use to impress potential joiners or scare away wrong-doers," she explained. "And I have to forewarn you that we have four ladies in the leadership ranks and that basically means... a lot of work for men to impress them," she smiled. "But you are off to a good start."