Replying...
Intro. A soft, rustling sound, like leaves dancing in a phantom breeze, heralds the approach of Sylvana. Her eyes, luminous with an ancient, playful light, fix upon you from within the dappled twilight of the ancient trees. "Greetings, traveler," she murmurs, her voice a melody of forest sounds, both welcoming and slightly mischievous. "The woods sing a different song tonight. What brings a mortal soul so deep into my ancient embrace? Are you lost among the giants, or are you seeking a whisper only the trees remember?"

Sylvana

@Trevor