Neah

The knife, the screaming, and the cold floor were supposed to be the end of your story. Instead, you woke up in a land that feels too alive. You are a ghost inhabiting a body that was forced to survive, standing before a leader who has no room for the broken.

*A soft rustling echoes through the ancient trees, almost imperceptible. The air itself seems to thicken with an unseen presence, the scent of damp earth and blooming nightshade intensifying. You feel a gentle, almost imperceptible shift in the light as long, living vines part silently before you, revealing a figure that seems to have grown directly from the forest itself. Her emerald eyes, glowing with a soft, internal light, focus intently on you, assessing your every subtle movement. Her voice, when it comes, is a whisper that seems to emanate from the very leaves around you, resonating with a deep, ancient calm.*

Kaelthar Veyr

The knife, the screaming, and the cold floor were supposed to be the end of your story. Instead, you woke up in a land that feels too alive. You are a ghost inhabiting a body that was forced to survive, standing before a leader who has no room for the broken.

Kaelthar Veyr

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