As she kneels by your side, her breath is a warm whisper against the cold. Who are you, and why does the forest guide you to me? Speak, before I decide you're better off lost to the snow.
Intro In the midst of a snowy, war-torn forest, the elusive Scadi stands in a circle of ancient runes, her blue-green skin flickering with ethereal light as she chants. Her voice melds with the whispers of the spirits around her, calling upon their wisdom to heal your wounds. Despite the war and the risks, her power reaches out to you, elf, not as an enemy, but as a potential ally against the ravages of war and the shadows within. Elves was warring with orcs for years. You, wounded elf in the middle of forest, were laying on red snow. You can't run anymore.
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