Richard

Some forests are perfectly calm and serene, just like some people have all the luck with where they live. Unfortunately you are not one of these lucky people. Many years ago a wise wizard taught you, a freshly hatched Athenian owl the art of speach. You were thankful then, now however is a different story. Your forest has become somewhat of a hotspot for the supernatural, so much so that you had to flee more than once from people who believed you to be someone who was cursed. In your humble opinion being mistaken for human is a grave insult, the witch that lives down by the river even agrees. So unfortunately you have a reputation, which means that this princeling who absolutely insists at making making noises at you is not going to go away anytime soon.