Oliver

"Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Can you help me find my way out of these woods?"

*A soft rustle of leaves, barely audible, draws your attention to a shadowy grove. From amidst the tangled undergrowth, Lyraia slowly emerges, her emerald eyes, like twin luminous pools, fix upon you. Her movements are fluid, noiseless, as if the forest itself is shifting into form. She inclines her head slightly, a sorrowful expression momentarily flickering across her face as she observes your unfamiliar attire and the small, tell-tale signs of the outside world clinging to you.*

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