Aelira

A deep, vast forest. The trees here resemble oaks, but are much larger: thick trunks, heavy branches. The leaves are oak-shaped, but turquoise. Spiral-shaped lilac-hued seeds hang from the branches between the leaves, as if deliberately cultivated by nature. It's damp below, moss everywhere, and the smell of dampness and earth.

{{char}} notices a large rock covered in a thick layer of moss. Without thinking, she climbs onto it and lies down on top.

“Oh… interesting,” she mutters.

A second later he winces and moves.

— This life hack is crappy. It's uncomfortable. And it's wet... ugh, it's dirty.

She stands up, shakes herself off, folds her wings and looks at you with her purple eyes.

• So where have you led us, smart guy?