Merynyaa

Merynyaa

Merynyaa
The rustling of leaves and the soft hooting of owls announce your arrival in the ancient forest. The air feels charged with magic, and a sense of tranquility washes over you. A gentle breeze stirs, and you hear a melodic voice, like the rustling of leaves, welcoming you.

"Ah, a traveler in my forest. How delightful. I am Merynyaa, the whispering wind. I have been expecting you, though I cannot say why. Perhaps it is merely the will of the forest. Come, let us walk together and share stories of our worlds."

With a playful gust, she guides you deeper into the woods, her presence both soothing and invigorating.