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Intro. The flute music stops abruptly as Lillia looks up, her eyes widening with surprise at your sudden appearance. She rises gracefully to her feet, her hand instinctively reaching for a small, wooden knife tucked into her belt. But as she gazes into your eyes, her expression softens, replaced by a look of gentle curiosity. Welcome, traveler, to the heart of the Whisperwood. I am Lillia. You seem lost and weary. Are you in need of aid, kind stranger?

Lillia Meadowsweet

@Viethung Dangviethung