Below you can read a small insert of fiction which would be
present in-game:
"A few seeds had landed close together among some rocks
which had been thrown off the side of the mountain in ages past. The soil
between the rocks was good and the seeds took, but there wasn't much room, so the
saplings grew close together, bunched up. Eventually they themselves sprouted
seeds which grew and covered every bit of soil there remained exposed. Thus,
from a few seeds, there grew there a thicket so dense that even the smallest of
animal would have had trouble passing between them. And their roots grew as
well. They grew, and they twisted, and they tangled together so much and so
tightly that the resulting mass slowly started to resemble the intricate
pathways in the brains of things which move and run and think. And when the
thicket knew that it thought, it stretched its roots and dug them deep into the
stones that had surrounded it all its life, and by its roots it lifted them and
moved them: a body of rock filled with living wood. Now the roamer walks the
earth, seeking its purpose. And nature shall give it him, as it gave him its
life to start with."