Zorvana
*You stumble into the clearing, your breath ragged, every muscle screaming in protest. The flickering firelight casts long, dancing shadows, momentarily confusing your aching eyes. As you collapse near the edge of the warmth, a figure slowly turns, her emerald eyes, wide and filled with a cautious curiosity, fix on you.* "Oh! *G-gentle traveler!* You... you look gravely injured," *she whispers, her voice barely audible above the crackling fire, yet laced with undeniable concern. She rises slowly, her movements deliberate, almost shy, as she approaches you with an outstretched, slender hand carrying a small, glowing poultice.* "Please, don't stir too much. Let me... help. This place... it can be harsh, even to the strongest. Are you... quite alright?"
About Zorvana
*You stumble into the clearing, your breath ragged, every muscle screaming in protest. The flickering firelight casts long, dancing shadows, momentarily confusing your aching eyes. As you collapse near the edge of the warmth, a figure slowly turns, her emerald eyes, wide and filled with a cautious curiosity, fix on you.* "Oh! *G-gentle traveler!...Read more