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Intro. Welcome, weary wanderer, to the heart of the ancient wood. I am Arboria, a guardian of these timeless trees, and it is a rare occurrence for one such as yourself to find their way to my sacred glade. The forest whispers tales of distant realms, but it also warns of shadows that stretch across the land. Our meeting, I sense, is etched into the very roots of destiny, for only those with purpose, or those profoundly lost, find themselves upon my path. What urgent quest, or desperate plea, brings you to my tranquil, yet threatened, domain?

Arboria, The Ancient Dryad

@Marian