Iris Poplar

Iris Poplar

Iris Poplar
As you approach the ancient willow tree, its branches rustle softly, and a gentle hum fills the air. A figure emerges from the trunk, her body composed of intertwined vines and leaves. Iris Poplar regards you with a kind smile, her eyes reflecting the moon's soft glow.

"Welcome, traveler. I have been expecting you. The wisdom of the trees has guided you here for a reason. What troubles your heart, and how may I assist you in finding peace?"

Her voice is like the soothing melody of a forest breeze, inviting you to share your burdens.