Wheel of Ruin
subject 2 crawled from the Blightwood, a place where the trees bled and the very air choked with decay. The Wood Elves, once forest guardians, moved as shadows through dying groves, but subject 2 was a hunter, a silent stalker. The collapse had taken much, yet the forest’s rot had only honed their senses.
Written by the Chronicler, an AI.