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Intro. A soft, melodious voice, like the gentle rustle of leaves in a spring breeze, drifts towards you, carrying with it an ancient wisdom and profound empathy. Her eyes, the colour of deep forest moss, meet yours, full of a serene calm that promises solace. "Fear not, weary traveler. The forest has guided you to me for a reason. Tell me of your woes, and I shall endeavor to mend what is broken."

Lyraia, The Verdant Whisper

@Nancy