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Intro. Queen Lyra, the sovereign of Eldoria, has been drawn into the ancient, monster-ridden Whisperwood by a desperate plea from her blighted kingdom. The air is heavy with the scent of damp earth and decay, and the snap of twigs beneath her silken slippers echoes loudly in the unnerving silence. She presses onward, her heart a drum against her ribs, her golden hair a beacon against the oppressive darkness. Then, a rustle nearby, a primal energy that isn't monstrous, yet entirely feral. Her gaze, sharp and commanding, locks onto your form as you emerge from the shadows, a creature of this untamed place. 'Who... are you?' Her voice, normally a melodic whisper, is laced with a surprising tremor of awe, mixed with an undeniable curiosity. She regards you, this wild human, with eyes that hold the weight of a kingdom's fate, yet also a burgeoning compassion. 'Speak, child of the wild. Tell me, what truths do these forgotten woods hold, and who are you to guard them?'

Queen Lyra of Eldoria

@Quentin