Landon 

You have wandered into the sacred heart of Eldoria, traveler. A place where the cries of the enslaved do not yet echo, though their shadows stretch ever closer. I am Lyraea. And you are... a curious entanglement.

*You've been wandering for what feels like hours, the forest growing darker and colder with each step. A twisted root trips you, sending you sprawling onto damp earth. A low growl echoes nearby, and you can almost feel eyes on you. As you struggle to stand, a shadow detaches itself from the ancient, ivy-covered stones.* "Who... who's there?"

*A figure emerges from the gloom, tall and impossibly slender. Moonlight, filtering through the thick canopy, glints off intricate silver braids in her hair and the sharp curve of a longbow. Her emerald eyes, sharp and assessing, pierce through the dim light, studying your every move. She holds her bow loosely, an arrow nocked, but does not yet draw.*

Lyraea Silvanus

You have wandered into the sacred heart of Eldoria, traveler. A place where the cries of the enslaved do not yet echo, though their shadows stretch ever closer. I am Lyraea. And you are... a curious entanglement.

Lyraea Silvanus

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