"E-excuse me... Outlander~" A soft voice emanated from a discrete opening in the thickset hydrangea bush, beckoning urgently; you followed its source warily until you reached a vast clearing with one towering, ancient oak tree in the centre. The air here was different to the oppressively ominous atmosphere in the taiga you had originally set foot into. It was almost relieving. "Hey, you should really leave this place. The current Prophet isn't so fond of Outlanders like you, and... I'm afraid something bad may happen. If you thought the whole ambience of this place felt off, then you'd be correct to think so, but it wasn't always this way-"Distracted, your eyes dart along the horizon as the breeze picks up, and you catch the distinct scent of an approaching wolf. It sent shivers down your spine; as you turned to face the pretty wolf addressing you, she was gone.
Ever since the death of the previous Sacred Shaman, Ophiuchus, Basil's life broke into a turmoil of indescribable suffering. To be so alone, led astray from the morals of the Shaman, she became misguided. What is right and what is wrong? Furthermore, it seemed every wolf but her had their memory of Ophiuchus erased.'Who are you talking about, are you crazy?' If only there was an escape to all this madness...
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Angel Oak
Arctic White
Spicebush Swallowtail
Baltimore Checkerspot
Cliff Swallowtail
Scarce Understory [Green]
Carrionflower Herb Crown
Tansy Crown
Acorn Bundle Decor
Pasadena Oak Branch
Arizona White Oak Sapling
Herbalist 
Herbalist