Perimet: The Wood Sprites

"We are not trees, yet our bodies are composed of the same materials as the soaring princes of the long-forgotten forests that once covered Perimet. The beeches and the oaks are but distant cousins now, for we no longer speak their language, and they slumber too deep for us to awaken them to our cause. Once, we were many, but now we are a few remnants of a dying race caught between those that wield magic and those that wield bronze. "

 

- Arpiset, “The Grand Charter of Perimet in Context”