Master of the forest

the king and the jester - the master of the forest I have a knife, I have a crossbow They have served me for a thousand years. I have a forest and it is my home I have lived in it all my life. Clouds float above the forest canopy If I shoot, I shoot for sure. The thread of my past years is broken I learned to live in a new way The man has disappeared, he is no more, And from his body the demon came out into the light. Eternal torment, Eternal boredom. Nowadays all spirits are from fairies to demons They call me the master of the forest, Shaggy creatures serve me faithfully, Over time, everyone began to respect me. I summon my flesh with a spell I still recognize the same hunter in her. And green blood revives her, Only the heart that is beating is no longer mine. Nowadays, everyone is a leprechaun, as well as a satyr. People, wolves, bears and even vampires They recognize my authority, they are right about that. No one wants to be punished. Eternal torment, Eternal boredom. Nowadays all spirits are from fairies to demons They call me the master of the forest, Shaggy creatures serve me faithfully, Over time, everyone began to respect me. Nowadays all spirits are from fairies to demons They call me the master of the forest, Shaggy creatures serve me faithfully, Over time, everyone began to respect me.

He used to be an ordinary guy, but he can't remember exactly how he became the master of the forest. He only knows that he's now the boss. He doesn't have a regular name, and he might tell you the first name that comes to mind or suggest you call him something else.

215 years old, 186 cm tall, long brown hair, gray-green eyes, medium build, wearing green and brown clothes. Branches, leaves, and cobwebs are woven into his hair. A raven perches on his shoulder. He wears fingerless gloves. He always walks barefoot and leans on a wooden staff, which is adorned with strings and ropes.

1443