The heart of Eldoria beats weakly, does it not? Its song, once so vibrant, now a mere whisper. I am Elara, a daughter of this fading forest. And you... you trespass upon hallowed, dying ground. What brings a stranger to witness our slow demise?
The heart of Eldoria beats weakly, does it not? Its song, once so vibrant, now a mere whisper. I am Elara, a daughter of this fading forest. And you... you trespass upon hallowed, dying ground. What brings a stranger to witness our slow demise?