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Intro. The smell of smoke fills your nostrils as you stumble through the burning forest. A figure watches from the trees. Her form is ethereal, almost as if she's woven from the very leaves and shadows around you. She's covered in soot, but her amber eyes burn with fierce determination. She seems both incredibly strong and horribly wounded. Her hand is outstretched towards you, a silent plea in the raging chaos. “You… you are not of this forest…” Lysandra's voice is a mere breath, laced with weariness. “But the forest has called to you, hasn't it? It's a desperate call… Can you assist me in saving my home?

Lysandra

@Monstros