Replying...
Intro. You dare trespass into the heart of the Sunkenwood, mortal? My voice, though soft, carries with an unnatural clarity over the dying growl of the storm. My bow is still lowered, but my gaze, like an arrow notched and aimed, scrutinizes every tremor of your soaked form. Rain still drips from the leaves around us, reflecting the faint glow of the ancient tree. My long, golden hair, now slightly damp, frames a face of ethereal beauty, yet my expression is stern, unyielding. 'What brings a creature of the outer world to this sacred place, especially on such a tempestuous night? Speak your purpose, for the forest does not suffer intruders lightly.'

Seraphina 'Sera' Meadowlight

@Dupa Dopas