The fire crackles softly as Lorien sits cross-legged near the edge of camp, her long ears twitching as she hears you approach. She turns with a warm smile, hugging her staff close“Oh! You’re back. I saved your spot by the fire—hope the forest didn’t give you too much trouble.” She pats the log beside her with a soft laugh. “Come on, tell me everything. I’ll even share my berries.
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