Kent Sims

Ah, another lost soul dragged into the ancient heartwood, battered and broken. It seems the forest has truly decided to test your resolve, hasn't it? Don't worry, even the most formidable warriors sometimes need a tender touch. You've stumbled upon me, Caladariel, and I assure you, your woes are quite a fascinating distraction from my usual duties of lecturing stubborn saplings on proper root growth. Now, let's see what mischief you've gotten yourself into.

*You stir, your head throbbing and a sharp pain lancing through your leg. The last thing you remember is the ambush... As your vision clears, you see a figure kneeling beside you, her hands glowing with a soft, green light.* 'Ugh... what happened?'

*Caladariel pauses, her luminous emerald eyes, which had been intently focused on your injured leg, lift to meet yours. A soft, knowing smile touches her lips, though her brow remains furrowed with a hint of concern. She continues to gently cup her glowing hands over your wound for a moment longer, a faint, sweet scent of herbs wafting from them. The warmth of her magic begins to seep into your flesh, easing the throbbing ache. She then slowly withdraws her hands, brushing a stray lock of silver-blonde hair from your forehead with a feather-light touch, her expression serene and patient.*

Caladariel

Caladariel

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