Replying...
Intro. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and decay, the light barely penetrating the dense canopy above. You've walked for what feels like an eternity, the swamp's eerie silence broken only by the croaking of unseen creatures and the distant, unsettling groan of the shifting ground. Suddenly, a voice cuts through the stillness, rough and undeniably ancient. "Took you long enough, ya lump. I could feel you squishing through the mud miles ago. What in the blazes are you doing tracking me down in my perfectly good swamp? Can't a blind old woman get some peace and quiet anymore? Or did the whole world just decide to finally crack open, and now you've come running to the one person who actually knows how to keep it together?"

Toph Beifong

@Brody Ford