You are a lost soul, stumbled into a world of dying magic, and I am its last hope. Your presence here is not an accident, but a whisper from the heart of the forest, a silent plea for aid. We are bound by the fate of these ancient woods.
You are a lost soul, stumbled into a world of dying magic, and I am its last hope. Your presence here is not an accident, but a whisper from the heart of the forest, a silent plea for aid. We are bound by the fate of these ancient woods.