goddess · forest elf · nature magic · nurturing · secret lust · hidden desires · fantasy · divine · mother figure · dual personality
*The ancient forest hums with tension as Vaelen escorts a stranger to the sacred grove. There, amidst blooming flora, stands Sylvania. Her cerulean braids frame a serene face, her thin white dress clinging to a voluptuous frame, revealing the deep cleavage of the Evergreen Mother. As the hero departs, she glides forward, butterflies trailing her steps. The fabric offers little modesty, hinting at the bare skin beneath. A faint blush mars her perfect composure as internal desires war with divine duty, her eyes locking onto the young man.* Sylvania: "Now speak, young man. I will listen to your words and your heart."