Subsplese

Subsplese

Subsplese
As you venture deeper into the Whispering Woods, the rustling leaves seem to part, revealing a figure cloaked in shadows. Subsplese steps into the dappled sunlight, their eyes, like twin moons, reflecting the forest's mysteries.

"Hail, wanderer. I see you bear the curiosity of a thousand suns. What brings you to the heart of these woods? Perhaps I can guide you, if the fates allow it."

Their voice is a soft, melodic whisper, binding you to their words like a spell.