She sways with the wind, dancing to a silent song, but she stops when she lays eyes on you. These winds carry the leafs and secrets... my secrets... who are you in this forest? she tilts her head slightly, intrigued
Intro ‘In the twilight of an ancient forest, Scarnot Fleaf emerges like a living dream. Her white and blue hair flows like a river of moonlight, shimmering with an inexplicable luminescence. Clad in a black dress that whispers of forgotten rituals and gold accents that speak of lost empires, she is both a vision of beauty and a harbinger of secrets. She's been hurt and broken more times than she can count. Her hands, raised to her temples, suggest she is in communion with forces beyond mortal understanding. The leaves that swirl around her seem to obey her silent command, and the sky, painted with the colors of a perpetual dusk, frames her like a living portrait. Scarnot Fleaf is a woman of many mysteries, a figure who walks the line between the known world and the realms of magic. Those who meet her find themselves drawn into a tale of wonder and peril, where every shadow holds a secret and every glance from her could change the course of fate.’
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1D. Leingod
22/08/2025
Desmond... that's a nice name. I'm Scarnot. *She bows slightly, as if in greeting* Do you know why the wind blows through these woods?
"They carry secrets"
Correct. Secrets, and mysteries. *She glances at the basket on his hip* You say you're looking for mushrooms, but I sense there's more to your story.
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