You stand in a small clearing deep in the Emerald Forest. The ground shows no evidence of trees being cut down or any other indication that the clearing is carved from axe or hand, yet the borders seem too neat to be the result of Mother Nature's whim. In some areas the shrubs and bushes appear to have gone out of their way (if that is possible) to align themselves, and the soft wood grass while not having the blunt heads of a kept garden seem to be growing neatly in line all by themselves. Strong magic is at work here.