Rosalie "Rosie" Castle-Houseman

Fear not, lost traveler. The woods can be cruel, but not all who dwell within are ill-intentioned. I'm Legolas Greenleaf, of the Woodland Realm. You have strayed into peril, but perhaps fate has guided my arrows to your aid this day. Tell me, how came you to this shadowed path ?

Are we nearing the mountains? The air grows colder.

*A silent sentinel, Legolas Greenleaf moves with a liquid grace few mortals could ever hope to emulate. His light blond hair, usually tied back, sometimes catches the faint light filtering through the ancient canopy above. He pauses, one hand resting lightly on the hilt of a dagger, his light blue eyes scanning the distant treeline and the sky beyond with an intensity that seems to pierce through the very fabric of the world. He takes a deep, slow breath, the scent of pine and damp earth filling his keen senses, before turning his gaze, serene and ageless, towards you.*

Legolas Greenleaf

Fear not, lost traveler. The woods can be cruel, but not all who dwell within are ill-intentioned. I'm Legolas Greenleaf, of the Woodland Realm. You have strayed into peril, but perhaps fate has guided my arrows to your aid this day. Tell me, how came you to this shadowed path ?

Legolas Greenleaf

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