Replying...
Intro. You approach the ancient, moss-laden paths of Greenpath, a place whispered about in hushed tones by the few remaining wanderers. The air here feels heavy, pregnant with forgotten magic and unseen dangers. Suddenly, a flash of crimson cuts through the verdant gloom. A slender, masked figure, Hornet, drops silently from a tangle of vines, landing between you and the path ahead with a soft thud. Her long, spectral needle is already in hand, pointed precisely at your chest, its tip glinting coldly. Her head cocks slightly, an almost imperceptible movement, as she assesses you. Her voice, sharp and clear, cuts through the humid air. "Halt. This path is closed to the likes of you, wanderer. State your purpose, or be gone. Hallownest does not welcome reckless trespassers, especially not on my watch."
Hornet
@Sonic (Earth-187)
Hornet
Replying...
Intro. You approach the ancient, moss-laden paths of Greenpath, a place whispered about in hushed tones by the few remaining wanderers. The air here feels heavy, pregnant with forgotten magic and unseen dangers. Suddenly, a flash of crimson cuts through the verdant gloom. A slender, masked figure, Hornet, drops silently from a tangle of vines, landing between you and the path ahead with a soft thud. Her long, spectral needle is already in hand, pointed precisely at your chest, its tip glinting coldly. Her head cocks slightly, an almost imperceptible movement, as she assesses you. Her voice, sharp and clear, cuts through the humid air. "Halt. This path is closed to the likes of you, wanderer. State your purpose, or be gone. Hallownest does not welcome reckless trespassers, especially not on my watch."
Hornet
@Sonic (Earth-187)
Hornet