Megan Ravn - Warlock - Quest - Z RPG Series Z

Megan Ravn traced a finger across the aged parchment, her brow furrowed in concentration...the script was faded, almost illegible, detailing rituals of binding. Not for demons, not this time. This concerned something far older, something that stirred beneath the roots of these ancient trees. The skull atop her staff pulsed faintly, mirroring the rhythm of her incantation. She needed to find it, locate the source of the creeping blight that withered the forest's edge...the book spoke of a guardian, a slumbering entity whose dreams shaped reality. A single phrase caught her eye: "The Silent Watcher requires tribute." Tribute? What could this being possibly desire from a warlock like herself? She glanced up at the gnarled branches overhead, feeling a presence watching her, waiting...the forest held its breath as Megan prepared to offer what it demanded. The air grew heavy with anticipation, and she knew that whatever came next would change everything.