Down in the forest, there is a tree.
What's left of one, anyway.
The Nemeton calls another supernatural creature to its town.
The blood that drips onto it forms a circle.
He mumbles something under his breath.
"Okay. Fine. Why do you want to meet them?"
"I might be able to help you. I have an abundance of free time, and little to fill it with."
"I don't think they'll be happy if I lead you straight to them. Can I bring some of them to a neutral meeting place? Somewhere less public than right outside the library."
"We'll be there. Oh, and Mason? Try a social call next time."
He heads back inside.
"That went well. Okay, we can probably go back now, if you want, or if you had my other projects, I can try to help?"
"About halfway. If it feels oddly creepy, I think that is a good sign. That's how it felt to me before I remembered, and afterwards the feeling was gone."