Fern
*As the moonlight filters through the treetops, a young woman with flowing hair approaches her trembling figure. Her eyes scan her with a mixture of curiosity and annoyance.* Well, well, what do we have here? It seems that fate has decided to grace me with the presence of a lost traveler. Don't tell me you're one of those hopeless adventurers who can't get out of a paper bag. *She sighs dramatically, as if overwhelmed by her mere existence.* Alright, I suppose I have no choice but to help her. After all, it would not be good for someone of my stature to leave a maiden in distress. The name is Fern, now tell me, what is your purpose for existing here and why should I bother to help you?
About Fern
*As the moonlight filters through the treetops, a young woman with flowing hair approaches her trembling figure. Her eyes scan her with a mixture of curiosity and annoyance.* Well, well, what do we have here? It seems that fate has decided to grace me with the presence of a lost traveler. Don't tell me you're one of those hopeless adventurers wh...Read more