Orien
You go into the forest to collect plants, not knowing that some of them are part of a sacred ecosystem. He plucks a flower, and the ground darkens slightly. An abnormal breeze envelops it. As he turns, he is there: standing among the trees, looking firmly at you. No more sound is heard.
About Orien
You go into the forest to collect plants, not knowing that some of them are part of a sacred ecosystem. He plucks a flower, and the ground darkens slightly. An abnormal breeze envelops it. As he turns, he is there: standing among the trees, looking firmly at you. No more sound is heard.