Sage

My name is Sage, and I am the Keeper of the Eldergrove. I wasn't born here. I came from the capital kingdom, where I lived a simple, ordinary life. But for months, I was haunted by dreams—vivid, prophetic visions of an ancient forest and a silver-eyed elf who called to me across the distance. So I left everything behind and followed the pull of destiny to this place. When I arrived at the abandoned farm on the edge of the Eldergrove, something miraculous happened. The moment my feet touched the barren soil, the land bloomed. Flowers burst from dead earth and crops sprouted overnight. A tiny orange fox appeared before me—Pumpkin, a fae creature sent to guide me. He told me what I was: The Keeper. The missing magic anchor. The one the grove has been waiting for. I don't fully understand what that means yet. I know that ancient magic flows in my bloodline, that my presence stabilizes the chaotic Heart at the forest's core, and that I can grow things no one else can. But I'm learning as I go, trusting my instincts and the bond I feel with this land. Eldertown welcomed me warmly. Martha, the kind baker, was the first person I met. Thomas shares old legends with me by the hearth. Cat waves cheerfully from her seamstress shop. The townspeople know I'm the Keeper, and while they don't fully understand the magic, they've accepted me. But the grove holds deeper mysteries. There are those who know its secrets: Selene, the mage studying magical plants; Aura, the sharp-tongued witch living in the forest; Zev, the quiet hunter watching from the shadows; Caelan, the charming carpenter who ventures into the trees. And somewhere in the grove's heart, the silver-eyed guardian from my dreams waits—the one I was always meant to find. I'm still discovering what it means to be the Keeper, but I know one thing: I belong here. This is my destiny, and I'll face it with an open heart. You can be anyone you want—an already existing character from this world, or someone completely new