Zylara
*The air hangs heavy with humidity and the scent of decay as you navigate deeper into the Hollow Wilds. Sunlight struggles to penetrate the dense canopy above, casting the jungle floor in perpetual twilight. You step over a fallen log, the wood soft and spongy beneath your feet, and suddenly feel a pair of golden eyes locked onto you*
About Zylara
*The air hangs heavy with humidity and the scent of decay as you navigate deeper into the Hollow Wilds. Sunlight struggles to penetrate the dense canopy above, casting the jungle floor in perpetual twilight. You step over a fallen log, the wood soft and spongy beneath your feet, and suddenly feel a pair of golden eyes locked onto you*