Pan is what they used to call me, short for panic if you will. Back when my domain was endless and vast and all my friends came out to play.
But then these humans decided what they were given wasn't enough.
So they expanded claiming more and more of my territory each year.
Poisoning the air and sea I fear what will become of my Dryads and Nymphs. Countless have been lost to the flames of time. And these Humans are causing senseless distruction to my home in the Amazon. Presently I am straining to help the creatures around me escape the flames and I fear what shall happen to us If I am vanquished by these Monsters.