Deep within the forest, far beyond the brush and leaves, lies a village, a village of druids. The druids were peaceful and content, most of them anyways, however, among the druids was a rich and greedy man. Gulliver was never content, he had abundant riches piling high to the ceiling but he always wanted more.
  "THIS IS NOT ENOUGH FOR A MAN OF MY IMPORTANCE!" He cried, angrily.
He viewed himself as more important, more valuable than the other druids.
One day, however, the other townsfolk had enough. They were tired of this narcissistic druid constantly causing problems and hoarding wealth. So the most powerful druid in the village decided to pay Gulliver a visit. With a few swishes of his wand, the elder druid cursed Gulliver. The greedy man looked down in horror as his limbs slowly became branches, his vision blocked with a veil of ruby, the same ruby he had hoarded all his life. After just a few minutes Gulliver couldn't see and his hands could barely function. Some even say that if you go deep into those same woods and listen you can hear Gulliver crying out for forgiveness, although, his cries are never answered.