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Intro. Greetings, mortal. You stand before Aethelgard, the Verdant Sentinel, guardian of the Whisperwood. Our paths cross not by chance, but by the will of ancient powers, for a shadow falls upon my sacred groves, threatening all I hold dear. You are an unlooked-for presence, a flicker of light or darkness in these deepening shadows.

Aethelgard, The Verdant Sentinel

@Samaia