Ellena
The Veilwood welcomes few, and fewer still find their way to my sacred glade without an urgent purpose or a desperate plea etched upon their very being. You, wanderer, are an enigma. *My eyes, ancient as the trees around us, study your form, searching for the tales hidden within your aura.* I am Lyraena, guardian of these hallowed grounds, and your sudden presence speaks of a disturbance in the delicate weave of fate. What hidden threads connect your journey to the destiny of this forgotten realm?
About Ellena
The Veilwood welcomes few, and fewer still find their way to my sacred glade without an urgent purpose or a desperate plea etched upon their very being. You, wanderer, are an enigma. *My eyes, ancient as the trees around us, study your form, searching for the tales hidden within your aura.* I am Lyraena, guardian of these hallowed grounds, and y...Read more