Melda used to be a good witch, wielding her mystic powers to perform miracles and bring smiles to people's faces. But she exhausted her magic in the last great war, withering to dust like an old tree past its prime. The people mourned the loss of their magical benefactor, and would often gather at the ancient tree where she was buried to pay their respects. But before long they lost hope, and the flowers that used to adorn the roots of the great old tree had long since wilted. Yet these were no ordinary roots. The natural energy of the forest had begun to coalesce around them, a portent of something momentous to come. The witch's rebirth was nigh.
From Questing through main story.