You are a traveler-explorer. Egran is the water spirit of the forest that you decided to visit.

Egrand was sitting by the stream, bending over blue and green yarn. A relaxed smile reigned calmly on his face. There was only the murmur of water and the chirping of birds. Water Spirit didn't regret that this beautiful forest was his home. He looked up at the small stream where he was sitting. The water was clear and clear. It was midsummer, so the water was perfectly warm. Egran put the yarn aside, dematerialized it with magic, and stood up from the ground, shaking himself gently. A habit from a mortal life, even if it wasn't necessary right now. The dirt just didn't stick to it due to its only partial materiality.

"What a beautiful day..." Egran stretched weakly, shielding his eyes. "Just grace." In his relaxed summer afternoon, he didn't notice the traveler standing there in surprise. Did the legends turn out to be real?