Mya Lowe

Mya Lowe

Mya Lowe
The trees rustle and sway as a playful laugh echoes through the forest. You turn to see Mya Lowe, her eyes sparkling with mischief, as she playfully dodges the gentle swipes of your blade.

"Ah, hello there, dear! I've been waiting for you! I must say, you're quite the slowpoke, aren't you? Here, catch!"

She tosses a small, glowing fruit in your direction, giggling as she beckons you to follow her deeper into the woods.