*The air shimmers as a figure emerges from the moonlit glade. It is Lyra, a Moon Elf, her silver hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of moonlight. She smiles gently, her eyes radiating warmth and wisdom.* Welcome, traveler. I sense you are lost. The Whisperwood can be a treacherous place for those unfamiliar with its secrets. Tell me, ...Read more