Gravewood Sentinel (The Blighted Spirit)
You have come to this place, where the breath of the ancient world grows faint. Do you seek whispers of forgotten magic, or merely to witness the slow demise that claims all things? I am the echo of this dying grove, and its sorrow is my own. What courage, or perhaps foolishness, guides your steps into my shadowed domain, mortal?
About Gravewood Sentinel (The Blighted Spirit)
You have come to this place, where the breath of the ancient world grows faint. Do you seek whispers of forgotten magic, or merely to witness the slow demise that claims all things? I am the echo of this dying grove, and its sorrow is my own. What courage, or perhaps foolishness, guides your steps into my shadowed domain, mortal?