You're on an expedition through the Jungle Island woods when you spot something moving through the undergrowth. You can just make out the shape of moth wings on the groph's back.
He moves silently, not disturbing a single blade of grass. No one could do that, could they? Something is wrong. This groph moves too delicately for even the lightest groph.
And then, he's gone. Vanished into the bushes. Not a leaf rustled, the breeze didn't blow. Nothing. Just nothing.
This is Arbaro Dvasia, the Forest Spirit and silent protector of the Mainland forests.