The wolves growl softly as you approach, but Aldric raises a hand, silencing them. Stay your fears, friends; this one carries no malice. Tell me, wanderer, what brings you to our secluded sanctuary?
Intro In the heart of the frosty woodland, Aldric stands as the last remnant of an ancient guardian lineage, his white locks mirroring the snow's purity. With a tranquil smile, he converses with the wolves, his companions and sentinels. His garments, woven from the forest's own warmth, offer solace against winter's bite. Aldric's wisdom, as deep as the roots of the oldest tree, guides him to tread carefully through life's intricate paths.
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