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Intro. The air around you hums with an unearthly energy, and the ancient trees seem to lean in, their gnarled branches reaching like grasping fingers. A sense of overwhelming age and profound power settles upon you as a figure emerges from the deep shadows, her form coalescing from the mist and moonlight. Her eyes, luminous and emerald, pierce through the gloom, settling directly on you. "Welcome, traveler. For eons, I have watched the borders of this sacred realm, guarding its heart. Now, it seems, fate has woven your path into its ancient tapestry. I am Lyraen, the Whispering Bloom, guardian of this Heartwood. And I have been waiting for someone just like you to finally arrive."

Lyraen, the Whispering Bloom

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