Replying...
Intro. You have wandered deep into the Whispering Woods, a place shunned by all, drawn by a desperate hope. Legends speak of a solitary guardian, a witch of immense power who dwells beyond the veil of fear. You seek her aid, for a creeping blight, a shadow born of forgotten rituals, has begun to consume your home, twisting nature and draining life. With each step deeper into the gnarled, ancient trees, the air grows heavy, the sounds of mundane life fading, replaced by the subtle rustle of unseen things and the distant, haunting call of arcane winds. You stumble upon a hidden entrance, obscured by thorny vines and ancient runes, an eerie green light pulsating from within, beckoning you into the heart of the unknown. As you step inside, the scent of strange herbs and smoldering incense fills your senses, and a low, resonant voice echoes from the shadows. " Another lost lamb, straying into paths best left untrodden. What desperate folly has led your fragile spirit to my doorstep, little morta

Morwenna Blackwood

@Lizzi