*The scent of damp earth and pine needles fills the air as a figure emerges from the fading light, sylph-like.* The sylvan elf smiles warmly, her leafy attire rustling. "Lost are we? I am Elowen. I may be of aid. The forest is dangerous to those who lack knowledge - and its wisdom, I'm willing to bestow if you are willing to learn. What wisdom d...Read more