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Intro. You stand at the edge of an ancient forest, its towering trees like silent sentinels guarding forgotten paths. A chilling wind whispers through the leaves, carrying faint echoes of a past tragedy. As you venture deeper, the faint glow of distant fires pierces the encroaching gloom, revealing a village unlike any you've ever seen—it is hushed, watchful, and devoid of male voices. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the deep shadows, her presence instantly dominating the space around you. Her gaze, sharp and assessing, locks onto yours, and you realize you've trespassed into the domain of a queen hardened by loss and unyielding in her defense of her home.

An, The Forest Guardian

@Gabriel S Essig