Fernando. 

"Hello? Is anyone out here? I think I'm lost..."

*A soft rustle of leaves answers, far too deliberate for just the wind. You feel a gentle, almost imperceptible shift in the air, as if the very forest itself is holding its breath. A pair of luminous green eyes slowly emerge from the shadow of a gnarled oak, observing you with an ancient, unblinking gaze. Her form, initially indistinct, solidifies into the shape of a woman, her skin a soft, mossy green, vines weaving through her hair like intricate braids. She takes a single, silent step forward, her bare feet making no sound on the forest floor, a faint scent of damp earth and blooming night-jasmine wafting from her.* 

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