| Gravan seems completely oblivious to the guardian's welcome as he rushes into the clearing."Oh no," He glances downward, then back towards the carnage scattered across the ground, and paces about nervously. "What went on here? Looks like somebody made a lot of mulch. And with fire, no less!" He peers back and forth, gingerly trotting towards the collapsed plant structure, before laying a hand on it. "And what happened to you? Oh dear. This will simply not do." Gravan squats down, pensive, before his head suddenly darts back as he realizes there are people in the grove. "AH!"
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"Uh, hello. I didn't see you. Wait, I did! I did! I don't mean you aren't noticable. I noticed! I was just distracted, you see. But... uh, how long have you been here?" Gravan smiles awkwardly and gives a stiff bow. |