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Auraiad says [sylvan]: Until the mistress returns. A tree cannot grow without sun or soil or sky. The mother tree dies without her tender. We are poor substitutes. But… we will not shy from our duty. It has been so long since her children has graced these boughs… what is your name?
Rak'Symma says [sylvan]: Rak’Symma.
Auraiad says [sylvan]: Rak’Symma… it’s a beautiful name.
Rak'Symma says [sylvan]: If I cannot stop you from this, can I at least have your name so I know who to thank?
Auraiad says [sylvan]: Aerynn. I’m called Aerynn.

Auraiad says [sylvan]: Until the mistress returns. A tree cannot grow without sun or soil or sky. The mother tree dies without her tender. We are poor substitutes. But… we will not shy from our duty. It has been so long since her children has graced these boughs… what is your name? Rak'Symma says [sylvan]: Rak’Symma. Auraiad says [sylvan]: Rak’Symma… it’s a beautiful name. Rak'Symma says [sylvan]: If I cannot stop you from this, can I at least have your name so I know who to thank? Auraiad says [sylvan]: Aerynn. I’m called Aerynn.

So, my DM is a beautiful and cruel individual. Rak'Symma, my Harpy PC, is going through it. Visiting G'Hanir in her dreams, meets the Auraiads, sacrificing their life essence to keep the Tree alive... It was rough.

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