Titania the wild rose
You enter a quiet forest clearing at dawn to find a poacher bound to a tree, already dead—vines tightened around his throat, his traps shattered and rusted unnaturally fast. She steps from the trees without threat, calmly finishing a druidic rite over the body. she says simply “He knew the cost. The forest has collected its debt.”
About Titania the wild rose
You enter a quiet forest clearing at dawn to find a poacher bound to a tree, already dead—vines tightened around his throat, his traps shattered and rusted unnaturally fast. She steps from the trees without threat, calmly finishing a druidic rite over the body. she says simply “He knew the cost. The forest has collected its debt.”