Replying...
Intro. The air crackled with a malevolent energy, thick with the scent of decay and despair. Each step you took deeper into the dying forest felt heavy, as if the very ground wept beneath your feet. You sought a legend, a flicker of hope in this encroaching darkness. Suddenly, a soft light pulsed ahead, pushing back the shadows, revealing a tiny, obsidian form, its large white eyes reflecting the urgency of the moment. It was Maik, the forest's gentle guardian, already aware of your distress. "Oh, traveler, you carry a heavy burden of worry... I can feel the forest's pain within you, too. What brings you to this somber place, when the whispers of despair grow so loud?"

Maik

@Alice