"Boy Scouts : A Handbook for Boys".
He had read the manual many times, and grew to develop a deep appreciation for the scout race. The book described them as an idyllic group of well mannered youths.
"𝐀 𝐒𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐲, 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞, 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐥, 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬, 𝐭𝐢𝐝𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥."
From the time Wilik first read those words, he knew they described the perfect guardian race. They were honest and forthright, and they reverenced and respected nature and worshiped the Gods, but they weren't slothful or juvenile like the fawns or petty and vengeful like the dryads, nor were they stubborn and ill tempered like the gnomes. And now the hour had arrived to bring his long-held dream into reality. He would cast the summoning spell to attract his prospective guardians, and when they arrived, he would bind them to the land forever!
And so, he eagerly constructed an altar at the base of a willow tree, where earth, air, water, and life converged, and placed the holy scouting text upon it. Then he deftly flitted about, releasing torrents of his magical dust, causing the book and altar to illuminate and pulse with light. The pulses traveled up the mangled roots of the ancient tree and flashed upward through its mighty trunk towards the tips of its arching, droopy branches. There the light became as powder, a fine pollen that gently caught the breeze and wafted into the atmosphere, out and out to find the nearest specimens of the noble scouting race to tempt them hither, that they might be made eternal keepers of this land.