P-124: Drury Lane

It was early in the morning. Sinclair had heard the news from Professor Blackthorn that the Sylvangloam seemed to be acting up. The Professor had suggested that trainers help out the Sylvangloam by travelling to it so they could sing to the plants. Sing, or play music – any sort of sound seemed to soothe the strange pain the forest was into, and it seemed to welcome those who brought this gift of music with them.   It had never truly been a place of interest for his father’...