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1: Our town has always been a quiet town, but one full of life nonetheless. And maybe, full of a little magic too. Sometime after my Pa settled here, he was visited by a spirit of sorts, and not the kind you see after being too far in your bottle. They're wiley little things and look like an apple with arms and legs, but I'm pretty sure if you ate one you'd be cursed to hell and back.
-- [ We saw one of these in the forest, it looked like a green apple ]

Anyway, they're basically the spirits of the land, and they love anyone who plants crops, trees, any kind of vegetation at all. They'll even trade their magic for a harvest***, so it's a win-win for everyone. And they really love parties and festivals too, they always came out for those and used their magic to spruce things up a bit. Anyway, things were real good for a while, but eventually word got around to those outside Puffin Town about their existence, and it all went downhill after that. It didn't take long for people to start using their magic for no-good, best intentions or not.
*** So they don't NEED Astera, right?

It's then that we decided that we should stay a small village, even if we and the Junimo would have loved to have a thriving community. Nowadays, the only guy who's allowed to use their magic beyond crop uses is the Wizard; he's an oddball but has a good heart. Ah right, they're called Junimo, but I have no earthly idea why. We really should've had a better record keeping system...
-- [ Junimo = name for apple spirits? Like Mana? ]