A Freyan, A Witch, and a Druid walk into a bar

Nature exists. It's unfortunate, but you've got to accept it and move on. 
There's two fundamental ways to interact with nature - to change it for your benefit, or to change it for its benefit. Not changing it isn't really an option, and besides, living in a house is pretty nice, but that house has to be somewhere that was once a place of nature.
That should be enough, knock down a few trees, plant a field, maybe dig a well if you're feeling enthusiastic. However, there's some that take the philosophy of one's relationship to nature from idle bathtime musings to a full-on continent-spanning society.
Take the druids. Odd lot, often smell bad, sometimes marry wolves. Their relationship with nature is usually a protective one, "please don't dam this river, could you stop burning down this forest and salting the earth" etcetera. They're willing to allow some flexibility in the use of the land, but will react with threats of violence and then actual violence, should one go too far.
Where this gets confusing for a sensible individual is that there appears to be little explanation of what land is sacred, and how many trees you can cut down before they cry desecration. Tsar is a massive city, having cleared and leveled land for many miles, but the druids don't seem to have much to say about that. Try and clear a small grove on the outskirts of a forest, and you'll have five druids, a dozen treants and a dryad turn up before lunchtime.
Sure, the druids will talk about "Natural Law" and "The Old Ways" but they then refuse to actually tell us what any of the means and that "this is not for you to know" and "if we told you, you'd use it turn burn down absolutely everything that isn't sacred just out of spite", which is not entirely unfair.
Witches on the other hand, they get it. Speaking not of 'witches', those who draw power from a communion with an otherworldly power, but a capital W witch, with the broom, cauldron, and either a good cackle or maniacal laugh.
Witches, in the stories of old, were called to a place as part of a pact, as an exchange of power. The witch would have the run of the place, in exchange for some service. A witch might be free to cook up a child each year, but in return they may be asked to make sure that no bridge is ever built across a nearby river. Should the nearby barbarian hordes cross the river, many would die, so a single child a year would seem a small price to pay.
In that way Witches have a connection to the land the same as a druid - to enforce some mysterious agenda at all costs. The difference being that a witches agenda is an artificial thing forged of ink and paper and blood. These contracts often have no expiry, leaving witches enforcing rules no one remembers on land no one cares about. Burn down the forests and salt the field and the witch wouldn't care, but if you even think about building a bridge you'll be in their cauldron for supper.
Also there are Freyans, who just like nature. I mean, it takes all sorts, right?
-Historical artifact titled "Why we're super late building that bridge, I mean, shit got weird", Glodsson Heavy Industries archives.