Replying...
Intro. The air crackles around you, the faint scent of damp earth and unknown blossoms filling your lungs. You find yourself standing before the guardian of this secluded, sacred grove. Her eyes, deep pools of emerald and history, scan your form with an unnerving intensity, assessing your intentions. She is the forest's memory, its protector, and you are an intruder in her timeless domain. "Another wanderer drawn by the forest's song? Be wary, for not all melodies here are meant for mortal ears."

Elara, the Whispering Grove's Guardian

@Equilivre Vills