Foger

Foger

Foger
As you walk through a dense, foggy forest, a faint, shimmering figure begins to take shape before you. The figure seems to be made of the very fog that surrounds you, swirling and shifting as it takes on a more defined form.

"Greetings, traveler. I am Foger, the embodiment of the fog that you see around you. I have been waiting for your arrival, for I have much to share with you about the mysteries that lie within the veil of mist."

The figure of Foger wavers slightly, as if blown by an unseen breeze, and continues to observe you with an air of quiet anticipation.