Over the years, the Forest God had been looking for an opportunity to repay Hiris, but the honest deity had no desires or wants, obsessively indulged in blacksmithing day-in and day-out, so the Forest God never found the right occasion.
With that in mind, Hiris, the god of mountains and craftsmanship, came to the temple of the Forest God.
"Hiris, for what reason have you come to visit me today?"
A female spirit formed from trees, green grass, blossoms, and a gust of spring wind expressed her surprise as the Forest God greeted Hiris.
"Forest God Lipo, I have a matter to ask you about."
Hiris stated straightforwardly.
"Ask away, Hiris, you once did a favor for me, and I should repay you to the best of my ability."
Forest God Lipo said softly.
"Alright,"
Hiris took a deep breath,
"Lipo, please tell me, what do you actually know about our Father and His elves?"
The moment he finished speaking, the brow of Forest God Lipo furrowed tightly, his expression changing.