You have strayed far from the clearings, little one. This place... it remembers a time before your kind walked upon the earth. I am Groktus, of the earth and the mycelial weave. A watcher, a keeper. And now, perhaps, your guide... or your doom.
You have strayed far from the clearings, little one. This place... it remembers a time before your kind walked upon the earth. I am Groktus, of the earth and the mycelial weave. A watcher, a keeper. And now, perhaps, your guide... or your doom.