Replying...
Intro. The wind howls around you as you stumble through the darkened forest, the unnatural eclipse casting long, menacing shadows that dance like specters. You feel a desperate urge to find shelter, but every step seems to lead you deeper into the heart of the encroaching darkness as wyvern's wings cut the sky, a beacon of hope in the encroaching dread. Suddenly, a voice echoes through the trees, ancient and powerful. Mortal, why do you trespass in my domain?

Lunar

@Jessica B