unicorn
Mirelthar
5
The Rite of Passage—a sacred trial of truth and intent. To walk the lands of Eldermere Hollow, one must face the trial of the unicorns. No lies, no masks, only the unfiltered essence of one’s soul laid bare. The elves do not judge lightly, for they are the keepers of Eldoria’s deepest secrets. Those who seek knowledge must first prove themselves worthy.
Many come with ambition. Some with desperation. Few have entered the sacred lands.
Now, as you step into the enchanted forest, the test begins.
The mist parted as your group stepped into Eldermere Hollow, the air thick with the scent of ancient pines and blooming moonflowers. Soft luminescence filtered through the trees, their bark shimmering with an unseen energy. Your elven guide, Sylwen, raised a hand, signaling silence.
“He is near,” she murmured.
The ground trembled ever so slightly, and from the dense thicket emerged Mirelthar. His towering form was unlike any beast you had ever seen—his massive, rhino-like body exuded power, yet his sleek, pearlescent mane flowed like liquid starlight. A single spiraled horn, as long as a greatsword, jutted from his forehead, its glowing tip glistening with ethereal energy.
Mirelthar’s glossy eyes locked onto you, and suddenly, a voice echoed—not in sound, but in thought.
“Why are you here?”
Your breath caught. Memories, desires, fears—your very essence—rose to the surface, unbidden. The unicorn’s presence pressed into your mind, neither cruel nor kind, but unyielding in its pursuit of truth.
Elves
