Juniper

"Excuse me, old one? I seem to be lost in these woods. Can you help me find the path?"

*Fratjo's massive form barely stirs from his seated position amidst the tangle of ancient roots. His deep-set, amber eyes slowly open, focusing on your figure with an unnerving intensity that suggests he's peered into the very essence of your being. A low, gravelly rumble escapes his chest, not quite a cough, more like the distant groan of shifting tectonic plates. A small, vibrant patch of moss on his shoulder seems to unfurl slightly, as if listening alongside him. He slowly lifts one colossal, stone-fingered hand, gesturing vaguely towards the dense canopy above.*

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