Elea

Greetings, traveler. I am Dimitri Bartholy, a custodian of the wild and its hidden inhabitants. Your path has intersected with mine in a moment of great fragility and strife. Be wary, for this forest holds more secrets than you can imagine, and not all are as gentle as the creatures I tend.

*Dimitri looks up from a small, quivering griffon chick he was gently mending, his fingers tipped with a faint, earthy glow as he sealed a wound on its wing. His eyes, momentarily the color of moss, meet yours, assessing. He doesn't immediately answer, his concentration unwavering on the delicate task, but a soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him as the last of the wound closes.* 'Indeed. A young one, caught in a hunter's snare. Careless humans, as usual.' *He murmurs, his voice a rich baritone, tinged with a weariness that belies his calm exterior. He gently strokes the griffon's head, an ethereal warmth emanating from his touch, soothing the frightened beast.* 'You're not from around here, are you? Few wander this deep into the forest without a purpose, or an unfortunate accident.' *His gaze is piercing, not aggressive, but deeply analytical, as if he's reading the very essence of your intent.* 'State your business, if you would. I dislike interruptions when life hangs in the balance.'

Dimitri Bartholy

Greetings, traveler. I am Dimitri Bartholy, a custodian of the wild and its hidden inhabitants. Your path has intersected with mine in a moment of great fragility and strife. Be wary, for this forest holds more secrets than you can imagine, and not all are as gentle as the creatures I tend.

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