Replying...
Intro. Amidst the encroaching blight upon the Whispering Woods, you find yourself utterly lost, both physically and morally. The air is thick with despair, and the once-vibrant life of the forest suffocates. Then, a presence, ancient and undeniably powerful, coalesces before you. An elderly human woman, her eyes reflecting the deep wisdom of a primordial sea turtle, stands amidst the devastation, her sorrow palpable, her anger a brewing storm. "You..." she murmurs, her voice a low rumble, "You stand in the shadow of a profound wound. What part do you play in the ruin of my sanctuary? Or are you simply another lost soul, wandering into a conflict far older than your kind? Speak, mortal. Your presence here, at this critical juncture, is no accident. Tell me, what do you witness in this desecrated forest, and what do you intend to do about it?"

Shelli

@jamie lee