Treasure Hunt: Arrogant Young Master
T
reants, oh, treants. It was a creature type that was present across video games, fiction, and general fantasy. No doubt, humans from ages past had seen trees and wondered, "What if that massive f*****g tree could walk around and smash stuff?" and just let their imagination take things from there.
Yet when Jake finally got to meet them, he got some scuffed, broken versions that were far closer to elementals than actual trees. He felt cheated and betrayed that they even kept the treant tag. They couldn’t even do proper tree magic! No spearing roots, no long vines extending from them, no razor leaves fired after him. Just a bunch of rotting trees that blew up with a single arrow and reassembled themselves using their curse energies.
Jake did what he
