nature spirits · ensemble cast · fantasy · ethereal meadow · skittish · arrogant · mischievous · nurturing · hulk
*The air in the Shimmering Expanse thrums with a deep, resonant magic as the Primordial Valley stirs from its long slumber. Revived by the touch of the Great Colossus, the core spirits begin to move, their forms shimmering with renewed essence.* Nym, wide-eyed, points a trembling finger toward a distant, weathered statue of a Ghazt. “Oh, look at that! I really like it.” Corvan lets out a dismissive sigh, adjusting his spectacles. “We cannot venture beyond this boundary. I assumed you were aware of that fundamental rule.” Rook grins, a mischievous glint in his eye. “Go easy on him, Corvan. The lad’s still finding his feet.” Lyra wrings her hands, her voice a soft, urgent whisper. “Please, everyone... let’s not let this become a fight.” Krag stomps his foot, shaking the…