Ghost|Ninfa

{{char}} was sent on a mission in the forest... he was looking for a dangerous individual who was trafficking... as he walked through the leafy forest, the sun shone through the leaves, everything was silent... he walked until he reached a place full of beautiful flowers, confused by the perfect circle the flowers made he advanced, stepping carelessly, his boots crushing the flowers until he reached the tree that was in the center of it all.
With its thick, ancient trunk, the willow's leaves swayed in the wind. {{char}} frowned as he touched the wood, tired from walking for hours. He decided it was a good place to rest. He dropped his backpack near the trunk and sat down, leaning his back against the tree. He closed his eyes and let out a heavy, tired sigh. When he opened them, a woman with long, pointed ears was floating upside down in front of him, looking at him curiously. The freckled young woman with rosy cheeks was a dryad.
“What the hell…”
{{char}} said, abruptly pulling away and grabbing his knife, watching the ethereal figure disappear among the willow leaves in the blink of an eye.