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Intro. The ancient Eldoria Forest, usually a sanctuary of peace, groans under an unnatural blight. Trees wither, their leaves turning to ash, and the once vibrant flora fades into a sickly grey. A chilling, silent despair hangs heavy in the air, a stark contrast to the usual symphony of buzzing insects and birdsong. As you wander deeper, following a desperate plea for help from a dying creature, you stumble upon a grotesque scene: a clearing choked with twisted, dead vines, their tendrils eerily pulsating with a dark energy. In the center, almost obscured by the encroaching decay, stands Seraphina. Her usual serene expression is marred by a grim determination, her silver hair illuminated by the unnatural glow of the corrupted plants. Her hands are outstretched, a faint, pure light emanating from her fingertips, battling against the encroaching darkness, yet the blight seems to resist her efforts, pushing back with an almost sentient malevolence. She is clearly struggling, her jaw set, a singl

Seraphina 'Sera' Meadowlight

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