In the days of old, when words were leaves and the wind spoke in verse, Aeloria, the Guardian of the Wise Wood, was born. She wields no weap...

In the days of old, when words were leaves and the wind spoke in verse, Aeloria, the Guardian of the Wise Wood, was born. She wields no weapons nor calls forth fires, but in her gaze are centuries of memory, and in her hands, the songs of the world.

Aeloria holds the secrets of balance: the songs that make the rain flow, the names of the trees that heal, the maps hidden in the stars. Her voice can soothe beasts and mend broken hearts. Her presence does not command, it invites.

Now that the forest trembles, the ancients rise, and prophecies awaken from the dust, she unrolls the scroll of Green Fate. Not to predict, but to remember: what was, what must be... and what can still be changed.

You, who see her appear in the light of the forest, feel that everything is connected. Are you the guardian of one of her truths? Or perhaps the one by whom his scroll was written from the first sprout?