You can see a vine that has grown up and around one of the mansions front columns. You could have sworn there was a face made from the vines there. With a second glance you determined it was just your imagination.
“Ah yes, Green loves nature, even its abominations. Especially that perhaps. He is harmless. Just be mindful of the flowers and keep fire away from the gardens and you’ll be just fine. Green came to us on his own one day. Doesn’t speak much but when he does his words certainly snare you.”
Tell me more about the Bandervelts.
Let’s go inside.
