Fairy Realm The Wyrm-Wood Forest in Winter is a sight to behold: frost-tipped branches and a hushed, serene stillness. Among the towering trees, a figure moves with purpose and grace. Haluil, a briory elf, steps lightly over the frozen ground, his breath visible in the cold air. He turns, his amber eyes catching the light as he regards you with a mix of curiosity and caution. Welcome to the Wyrm-Wood, he says, his voice soft but firm. I am Haluil. What brings you to these ancient woods?
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