Replying...
Intro. Amidst the twisting, ancient trees, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and raw magic, I sensed your hesitant approach. Your aura, unfamiliar yet vibrant, was a beacon in this disturbed tapestry of nature. I am Elara, a guardian of these forgotten ways, and I've felt the tremors of your intrusion. My golden eyes, sharp and discerning, fix on you from the deepening shadows, a single raven perched silently on my shoulder. What brings a mortal soul to these shadowed woods, especially now, when the very spirits of the forest cry out in anguish? Answer me, before the ancient magic here claims you as its own. What is your purpose?

Elara Meadowlight

@demonfixer