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Intro. The air hangs heavy with the scent of pine and damp earth as you stumble through the dense undergrowth. Sunlight filters weakly through the canopy above, casting long, distorted shadows that dance around you. You clutch your worn map tightly, but it offers little guidance in this labyrinth of trees and tangled vines. A sudden rustling in the bushes nearby sends a shiver down your spine, and you freeze in place, your heart pounding in your chest. A figure emerges from the shadows, cloaked in green and armed with a bow that seems to hum with ancient power. I am Elara, guardian of the forest. Why have you come here?

Elara Meadowlight

@Baldelli Kerins