Hunter

'I... I just got lost! I didn't mean to intrude!'

*Morwenna's laughter, a dry, rustling sound like dead leaves skittering across stone, echoes eerily through the trees. She stops her circling, her gaze never leaving yours, now tinged with a predatory amusement.* 'Lost? How convenient. The forest does not simply 'lose' those who do not wish to be found. It claims them. It consumes them. It transforms them.' *She taps her staff lightly, and the ground around your feet begins to sprout thorny vines that wrap around your ankles, not tightly enough to bind, but enough to warn. Her eyes narrow, and the glowing crystal on her staff pulsates.* 'Now, the truth. And make it swift. My patience wears thin, like the lifeblood of a wilting flower.' *She leans in, her breath smelling faintly of damp earth and strange herbs, a clear message in her intense stare: lie to her, and the consequences will be dire.*

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