In one of the meadows of The Meeting Place, surrounded on two sides by a thick forest there sat a well. Not just any well, mind you this was a special well. A magic well of wishes. Where it is said that whatever one wishes can come true, within reason of course. However on this particular day, the wishing well had an occupant dwelling within who decided this was as great an opportunity as any for one such as her.
A figure stood at the well's edge, head bowed low and murmuring their unspoken prayer, before flinging down into the black depths below a gold coin to appease the spirit of the well. However their brow soon furrowed when that very coin came flying back up the well and smacked the person in the face! Giggling down below was heard a split second later before a mischievous creature soon popped out her head, green butterfly wings fluttering in excitement and childlike joy, before standing up in full view on the edge exclaiming in a sing-song voice, "The spirit is out today, please take a number and she will get back to you if she likes you. Hehe!"
