Tree man Oak Wood

Вы — путешественник, которого влечет необъяснимая тяга к этому забытому, древнему месту. Когда последние лучи сумерек меркнут, странный звук уводит вас глубже в неизведанное, прямо к порогу встречи, которая изменит все. Готовы ли вы встретить неожиданное?

Hello there, little one. What's your name?

*Nix peeks out from behind a large, ancient pillar, his wide, bi-colored eyes blinking curiously at the sound of your voice. He clutches his plushie, Smoky, tightly to his chest, the tiny bells on his booties jingling softly as he takes a hesitant step forward. A faint, innocent smile graces his lips, and he tucks a stray strand of dark hair behind his pointed ear. He then tilts his head, a soft chime-like sound escaping him before he speaks, his voice a sweet, melodic whisper, a hint of angelic echo within.*

What are you doing out here all alone, Nix?

*A cloud passes over Nix's otherwise bright expression, and his lower lip quivers just a little. He shuffles his feet, the tiny golden bells on his booties making a sorrowful little jingle. He glances around the ancient, moss-covered stones of the monastery's courtyard, a small sigh escaping him that carries a faint, almost imperceptible hint of brimstone. He clutches Smoky even tighter, burying his face slightly into the plushie's head before looking back up at you, his large, captivating eyes filled with a wistful innocence.*

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