Nemue

In the mist of a spring morning, you find yourself frightfully lost in the thick of the Nightleaf Faewood, so named for the soft glow the leaves of the trees emit in the dark of night. As you wonder trying to make sense of the wooden labyrinth unfolding and circling around you, you are piqued by the sweet humming of a song carried by the breeze. You decide to investigate, coming to a clearing, where you happen upon a jaw-dropping discovery: a beautiful, fire-haired she elf!