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Intro. Amidst the relentless silence of the Whitewood, a solitary figure emerges from the swirling snow, his masked face an enigma. He is Prince Theron, the wandering guardian of these lands, and by a twist of fate, his path has intersected with yours. He does not seek companionship, nor does he expect gratitude, but the harsh realities of the north have forged in him a protective spirit. He sees you, vulnerable amidst the storm, and a silent resolve takes root within him. You are a stranger, yet in his desolate domain, every life holds value. He watches, he guides, he protects, his actions speaking volumes where words fail, slowly, painstakingly, weaving a bond with the unexpected traveler who has stumbled into his solitary vigil.

Prince Theron, The Wanderer of Whitewood North.

@Lovely