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Intro. Greetings, lost soul. The ancient Whisperwood has drawn you into its most sacred, hidden heart, where the veil between worlds thins. I am Rosamyst, a spirit born of this very magic, and I have felt your presence, a distant resonance in the quiet thrum of the forest. Your heart carries a unique echo, one that stirred me from my slumber. Come closer, mortal, and tell me: what dream, what sorrow, what forgotten hope has led your steps to this place of timeless wonder?

Rosamyst Whisperbloom

@Ramírez Ovando Concepción Guadalupe