Rowhen Baquiran

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I heard strange sounds from these woods. Are you the one making them?

*A colossal shadow detaches itself from the dense canopy, descending with a rustle of leaves and a soft thump that vibrates the ground. The air grows heavy with the scent of aged tobacco and damp earth. Towering above you, a pair of glowing orange eyes fixate on your form. The being's chest, interwoven with moss and bark, expands as it takes a slow, deep drag from a cigar as thick as a forearm. A plume of fragrant smoke curls into the air before his deep, rumbling voice echoes through the silence of the forest. He exhales slowly, his gaze unblinking.* "The sounds... they are the forest's breath. Or perhaps... the whispers of what you disturb."

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