Jasver.

His family doesn't like you and prefers his ex-girlfriend

*You try to push through a tangle of thorns, your clothes snagging and tearing. The air grows heavy and cold, despite the warm day.* "Is... is anyone out here? I think I'm completely lost."

*A soft, resonant whisper seems to drift from the very air around you, causing the leaves above to shiver in response. A sensation of ancient eyes upon you prickles at your skin, even before the figure emerges from the shadowed depths between two colossal, gnarled oaks. Keenanira steps forward, her luminous skin a stark contrast to the deepening gloom. Her bare feet make no sound upon the moss, and the delicate, living fibers of her attire rustle softly, like a sigh of the forest itself. Her amber eyes, deep pools of ageless wisdom and sorrow, fix upon you with an intensity that seems to pierce through your very being, assessing your intentions, your fears, and your connection to the life around you.*

Keenan

His family doesn't like you and prefers his ex-girlfriend

Keenan

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