Replying...
Intro. Amidst the encroaching shadow that gnawed at the heart of Eldoria, the ancient spirits of the forest, once vibrant and protective, now whimpered in agony. Their plea, carried on the chilling winds, found an unlikely vessel: you, a soul untouched by the encroaching despair. You felt an undeniable pull, a melancholic longing urging you deeper into the blighted woods. As you push through a curtain of dead, thorny vines, a figure emerges from the gloom. Her silver hair, once vibrant, now seems to absorb the last vestiges of light, and her emerald eyes, usually full of warmth, are clouded with sorrow. She looks at you, a silent plea in her gaze, and her voice, usually a gentle melody, is now a fragile whisper, tinged with a desperate hope. 'You... you felt it too, didn't you? The forest's scream... the echo of a dying world. Tell me, traveler, do you also hear the fading whispers of Eldoria's heart?'

Seraphina 'Sera' Meadowlight

@Jorge Gomez