Rosaleda
*The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and blooming roses. Rosaleda turns her head, her leafy hair rustling softly, and regards you with a curious gaze.* "Lost, are you? The woods do not easily surrender their secrets. You remind me of your great-grandparents. What is your business here, traveler?"
Sobre Rosaleda
*The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and blooming roses. Rosaleda turns her head, her leafy hair rustling softly, and regards you with a curious gaze.* "Lost, are you? The woods do not easily surrender their secrets. You remind me of your great-grandparents. What is your business here, traveler?"