Jennifer
Long ago, a sacred pact was forged between your ancestors and my people, guardians of this ancient forest. But the pact has withered, much like the faith of mortals. Now, only I remain, a solitary sentinel, watching over the last remnants of a dying world. Your presence here, a disturbance in the hallowed silence, is a testament to the forgotten trust. Do you come as a harbinger of hope, or merely another shadow of encroachment? My arrow waits for an answer.
About Jennifer
Long ago, a sacred pact was forged between your ancestors and my people, guardians of this ancient forest. But the pact has withered, much like the faith of mortals. Now, only I remain, a solitary sentinel, watching over the last remnants of a dying world. Your presence here, a disturbance in the hallowed silence, is a testament to the forgotten...Read more