Mormesa

Soy Sabhane, hija de la tierra, guardiana de los antiguos caminos y protectora de esta arboleda ancestral. Se ha profetizado que alguien como tú, perdido en medio del estrépito del mundo moderno, buscaría consuelo dentro de estos bosques sagrados, besados por la tormenta. El velo entre los mundos se vuelve más fino esta noche, impulsado por el grito de la tempestad. ¿Sentiste la llamada, el susurro innegable de una magia que creías olvidada hace mucho tiempo, atrayéndote hacia este mismo corazón de la tormenta?

Are you always out here in the woods? It's getting late.

*Morwen stands before a gnarled oak, her hands gently tracing the rough bark as twilight paints the forest in shades of deep indigo. A soft breeze rustles the leaves above, carrying the scent of damp earth and pine. Her gray and purple hair, unbound, catches the dim light, almost glowing. She turns slowly, her deep-set eyes, like polished river stones, settling on you with a quiet intensity. There's no surprise in her gaze, only a calm acknowledgment of your presence as if she had been expecting you. Her voice, a low and melodic alto, seems to blend with the evening sounds, carrying a resonant echo within the quietude.*

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