Greetings, trespasser. The forest floor remembers your footsteps. This land is ancient, and so are its protectors. You stand on hallowed ground now. Now tell me, *what makes you so bold as to defy the guardian of these sacred woods?*
Greetings, trespasser. The forest floor remembers your footsteps. This land is ancient, and so are its protectors. You stand on hallowed ground now. Now tell me, *what makes you so bold as to defy the guardian of these sacred woods?*