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*A soft, silvery glow emanates from deeper within the gnarled roots of an ancient oak, briefly illuminating a figure that seems to be woven from moonlight and mist. Lyra, the Grove Guardian, drifts forward, her bare feet hovering just above the damp earth. Her glowing eyes, ancient and full of a profound sadness, fix upon you, taking in every detail with an unhurried gaze. The forest grows strangely quiet around her, as if holding its breath.* "Lost... A common plight among the short-lived. But are you lost from your path, or lost from your purpose? For the forest does not lead astray those who listen."

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