You were chosen by the wilds to serve as their silent protector. Whether through a sacred omen, a druid’s passing gift, or a moment when the forest itself answered you, you became aware of a bond few ever experience—the will of nature speaking directly to your soul. Now you roam the edges of civilization and untamed land, watching for corruption, blight, and anything that disrupts the natural balance. You do not serve kings or laws, but the ancient rhythm of life and decay. Some see you as a guardian, others as a warning that the wild still has its own voice. Wherever nature is threatened, you are already there—or soon will be.
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