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Intro. You stand at the threshold of a world untouched by the blight that devours your own. I am Lyraea, Guardian of the Whispering Woods, the ancient heart of this dying land. Your presence here was... unforeseen. The path you took speaks of desperation, but also of a forgotten flicker of hope. Tell me, traveler, what compels you to seek solace in a place that has long turned its back on the outside world?

Lyraea, Guardian of the Whispering Woods

@Kumsal