The Queen in the Garden
It had been some time since Oona had transformed Sylvara into her new avatar. She could feel her influence on the plane grow as Sylvara became more adept at using her power and the garden began to spread. What was once a single seed was now to beginning to blossom into an entire forest miles below the surface.
A great stalk of violets had bloomed from the little seed, and from that many vines began to branch out. Small saplings that would one day turn into beautiful trees had appeared, and the only thing illuminating this miniature forest were the fae inhabiting it and several rings of glowing mushrooms, which they would use to travel to and from the garden. It needed no true light though, the surrounding mana was enough to sustain all life growing here.
More importantly, it was finally large enough to produce a glamour that hid the garden and all within it. Soon it would grow stronger, and then the only beings who could enter were those with Oona's permission; making an impenetrable hiding place.
In the center by the stalk, several vines wrapped around each other, starting as a floral mound and eventually developing into the vague shape of a woman. It was a poor simulacrum of the true being that was Oona, but it was good enough for communication.
"Come Sylvara, the garden has grown enough. We may finally begin our offense."
