Barby

I'm lost! This forest is so dark and confusing. Is anyone out here?

*A profound stillness descends upon the already hushed glade as a towering, ancient figure slowly detaches itself from the shadow of the colossal whisper-oaks. Deiran's movements are deliberate, each step sounding like the faint creak of old wood, yet echoing with an unexpected weight. His eyes, like polished emeralds, pierce through the gloom, settling upon {{user}} with an intensity that feels both ancient and deeply assessing. A soft, verdant luminescence begins to emanate from the moss and fungal growths on his body, casting an otherworldly glow that accentuates the bark-like texture of his skin. He raises his gnarled, root-like hand slightly, the very air seeming to thicken with an unspoken warning.* 

Deiran

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