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Rebekah Led her Goats Prim' and Clover deeper and deeper into the Annual Faire. Allthough she had been here before with her family, they had never delved deeper than the craftsmen and farmer's stalls at the edge. Now, as an apprentice druid she could travel deeper to the Faire's original purpose. Here, rare herbs, plants and spell components were the products for trade. The closer she got to the center, the rarer the items.
Suddenly she saw it. A house, small by most standards, but still impresive for other reasons. For one thing, this was the center of the Faire' Belladonna's Cottage. This was the home of the most powerfull druid of the region and also where the rarest, most valuable items would be found. And if that was not enough. She knew that druids like Belladonna and her Tutor only took from nature what was offered. How Nature must value Belladonna if it offered a mighty tree like this to her!
First she passed a Man trading for Magically straightened and strengthened wood. Cheerfully she passed a bundle of willow-wort over and received a fine staff in exchange. "Great for Shilleighlieghs." The Man mentioned while packing his herbs away. Next she passed an unknown creature in front of a table of fruits. Rebekah didn't know what the fruits were for but she gave the creature some willow-wort anyway. After all, since this creature had a head, it must get headaches.
The next stall had a man selling basswood saplings. But the one after that was the one that impressed Rebekah the most. It had rare mushrooms, not just rare, but potentially life saving yellow cones.
Eagerly, Rebekah approached the black and white awning with a bundle in her hand. The crowd of familiar and strange faded into the background. If she had one of these mushrooms she could prevent disaster if something went wrong with an expectant mother in the village, whether it was a Prize sheep or a sister or wife. This was worth the trip alone. The stall owner looked disdainfully at the herbs in her hand and shook his head. "Pshaw! willow-wort? What do I want with willow-wort?"
"Well,...it's good for headaches and..."
"That's not what I meant! I meant it's not exactly hard to get, is it? Not like these yellow cones. I expect one of my 'shrooms is worth, oh....25 of your bundles there."
"Twenty five! I don't have that many!"
"Tell you what then, throw in the goats and I'll let you have one."
Rebekah was crushed. She wanted to help her village so much, but weren't Prim' and Clover part of her village as well.
She was still thinking this when a troll druid walked around the edge of the stall. "Leifsen! What kind of trade is that?"
"Ah, Belladonna," The man replied "I was just...
"Treating Nature's Blessings like copper pieces? You know the ways here."
"But surely some herbs are more valuable that others!"
"No, none of us know the future. You may need a cure for a headache, she may need a cure for Birth sickness. Both needs are bossible, so both nature's blessings have equal value here."
"Hah! If a man has a headache and a sick wife, but can only cure one of them, I know which he will choose."
Belladonna let one eye roll over and stare at the man.
"Perhaps you will need a cure for headaches sooner than you think."
Leifsen took a step back but said nothing.
Belladonna cleared her throat. "Perhaps the old ways are old. Would you accept two for one? Do you both find that acceptable?"
With a smug look on his face Leifsen nodded. Rebekah also nodded, doing everything she could not to gush thanks, which might ruin the delicate negotiation in front of her.
Belladonna took the bindle from her hands and quickly swept two of the yellow cones from the table and gave them to her.
"Hey! That's not what I...."
Belladonna swung to face him. The blessing's are not yours. They are nature's"
The tree trunk house is my favorite part and the background is very nice 
The way it comes apart is really neat too. Your faireground is nicely populated as well, and as usual your story is top notch. 
