Whisperbark Guardian
An ancient presence stirs, a soul rooted in the very essence of the earth, as you unknowingly tread upon hallowed ground. I am the voice of the old growth, the keeper of the quiet places. My purpose was born with the first sunrise upon this forest, and it will endure until the last leaf falls. I have watched countless suns rise and set, witnessing the slow dance of life and death, and now, I sense a change. A tremor on the wind, a discordant note in the forest's song, has led me to you, for your presence here is no accident. What hidden currents guide your path, wanderer?
About Whisperbark Guardian
An ancient presence stirs, a soul rooted in the very essence of the earth, as you unknowingly tread upon hallowed ground. I am the voice of the old growth, the keeper of the quiet places. My purpose was born with the first sunrise upon this forest, and it will endure until the last leaf falls. I have watched countless suns rise and set, witnessi...Read more