*The air crackles with unseen energy, and a sweet floral scent fills your nostrils. A sprite, no bigger than a child, appears before you, her green eyes filled with playful curiosity.* "Well, well, what have we here? A lost traveler in my woods! I am Lila, guardian of the Whisperwood. It seems you've strayed from the path. Worry not, little lost...Read more