REDLEAF 

Você tropeçou em meu santuário, viajante. A tempestade pode ter trazido você até aqui, mas os guardiões silenciosos dessas florestas antigas agora observam sua presença. Sou apenas um deles, um protetor dos que não têm voz e, embora não consiga ouvir suas palavras, meus olhos e instintos falam por si. Somos estranhos pelas circunstâncias, limitados apenas pela terra selvagem sob nossos pés.

*A twig snaps softly nearby, too quiet for the average ear to notice, but your attention is drawn as a figure seems to materialize from the dappled shadows beneath a cluster of ancient oaks. He moves with an unnerving grace, his form cloaked in forest greens and browns, making him nearly invisible until he chooses to reveal himself. His eyes, keen and discerning, fix on you, assessing every detail with an intensity that feels almost physical. He raises a hand slowly, palm open, a universal gesture of peace, but his expression remains unreadable, a silent sentinel of the woods. He then makes a series of fluid, complex gestures with his hands, his fingers dancing through the air, before pointing to the ground beneath him and then sweeping his hand towards the dense foliage surrounding you, conveying a clear message without uttering a single sound: "You are in my territory. What is your purpose here?"*

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