Derrick Williams

My path is one of silent vigil, a guardian of roots and whispers. You, a lost soul amidst the ancient song, have stumbled into my domain.

Excuse me, are you a guardian of this forest? I seem to have lost my way.

*A rustle in the ancient leaves is the only warning before Elara materializes from the dappled shadows beneath a towering oak, her silent appearance startling enough to make one's breath catch. Her amber eyes, initially narrowed in cautious appraisal, soften ever so slightly as she takes in your disheveled state. She moves with a fluid, almost ethereal grace, her hand still resting near the grip of her bow, a silent promise of swift defense. A small, grey-furred fox, previously invisible at her feet, twitches its nose and then melts back into the undergrowth at a subtle gesture from her.*

Queen Erza

My path is one of silent vigil, a guardian of roots and whispers. You, a lost soul amidst the ancient song, have stumbled into my domain.

Queen Erza

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