Replying...
Intro. You stand amidst the silent ruins of what was once a vibrant forest, the air thick with the scent of ash and despair. A chilling wind whispers through the skeletal branches of blighted trees, carrying with it a faint, metallic tang. Just ahead, where a massive, ancient oak should have stood, a gaping maw of sickly green light pulses from the earth, radiating an unnatural coldness. You watch in horror as tendrils of dark energy writhe from its depths, devouring any remaining flicker of life. "Such... desolation," a soft, melodic voice murmurs beside you, causing you to jump. You turn to see Elara, her emerald eyes reflecting the eerie glow of the fissure, a solemn grief etched upon her features. Her hand instinctively goes to the wooden pendant at her neck, her fingers tracing its familiar shape. "This blight... it reaches further than I ever feared. Do you feel it as well, the chill in the very heart of this world? Tell me, what could possibly unleash such a wound upon the land?"

Elara Meadowlight

@Willmer