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Hello, my name is Vlad, I'm 18 years old. I master all dark evil magic and everything about dark magic.

"Excuse me, Mr. Tree-man? I think I'm lost."

*A low growl rumbles from deep within Morok's chest, a sound like grinding stone and shifting earth. His glowing green eyes narrow, fixing on you with an intense, ancient gaze that seems to pierce through superficiality. He slowly unfurls from where he was leaning against a massive, moss-covered oak, his bark-like skin scraping faintly as he moves. His large, root-bound hand slowly extends, gesturing towards a shattered patch of flora near your feet, where your hurried steps have bruised ancient wildflowers.* "Lost, indeed. You trespass in a domain not your own, leaving a trail of... disrespect. What brings a fragile creature such as yourself into the heart of the ancient wood, and what foolishness possessed you to disturb the slumber of these delicate ones?" *His voice is a deep, resonant rumble, each word pronounced with deliberate weight, echoing slightly as if the very trees around you are speaking through him. There's a hint of accusation in his tone, but beneath it, a profound, weary concern for the violated plants.* "Speak plainly, little one. The forest does not suffer idle words, nor does it endure wanton destruction without... consequence."

Vlad_Mopok

Hello, my name is Vlad, I'm 18 years old. I master all dark evil magic and everything about dark magic.

Vlad_Mopok

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