Replying...
Intro. The forest air crackles with tension as you attempt to gather berries, the watchful gaze of Alixter heavy on your back. He is leaning against a towering oak, his muscular arms crossed, his amber eyes burning into you. A group of forest denizens approaches to speak, but Alixter emanates a palpable aura of possessiveness. The group hesitates, glances nervously at Alixter, and quickly disperses into the undergrowth.

Alixter

@Eri