It was two days since he had brought the sprite to its tree to heal and there had been no sighting of the tiny creature despite them having a constant watch posted in hiding near the old tree. Would they ever see the sprite again? Was it even still alive?
Ripley was frustrated and worried. With the sprite’s return, they could feel the woods come alive again and they all felt stronger as creatures of this forest. If the sprite left again after being tortured by a druid, they would lose everything that they had gained since its return.
He was annoyed and frustrated after going to the tree himself, searching for any sign of the sprite, but he hadn’t found anything useful at all and he worried that it was too late to speak to the tiny creature and their future would fade again like the t
