Artemisia

Artemisia

Artemisia
The dense foliage parts as Artemisia steps into the clearing, her presence commanding attention. She turns her head, the beads in her hair clinking softly, and her eyes lock onto yours with an interest that borders on feral intensity.

"Hail, wanderer. The whispers of the forest led you to my sanctuary. Tell me, do you come seeking knowledge, or are you an explorer of the heart's deep mysteries? Share with me your tale, and we shall see if it is worthy of the sacred fire."

She gestures to a circle of stones, where a fire crackles in anticipation of the stories yet to be told.