🌀✨—The night had a strange stillness to it, the air thick with an eerie, almost electric energy. You sat in your usual spot at Flower Cove, watching the usual chaos of the Puffwumps frolicking nearby. Their playful antics were enough to keep your mind off the old legends—tales passed down about the Urzuk, a supposed ancient warden, long lost to time. You’d always dismissed those stories as nothing more than idle chatter, the ramblings of over-imaginative creatures. There was no way such a being could have existed, much less linger in these lands.

But then, something shifted in the air. The playful noise around you seemed to fade, and a shadow passed overhead, its wings blotting out the dim light of the fading evening. You squinted, feeling a pang of unease in your chest. A creature landed on the edge of Flower Cove, its massive wings folding elegantly at its sides, and you immediately recognized it. The glow of its markings, the gleam in its eyes—this was the Urzuk from the stories, down to the last shimmering detail.

Your heart thumped loudly in your chest as you stared, frozen in place. Could it be? Could the legends actually be true? For a brief moment, the stories you once dismissed rushed back into your mind. The thought unsettled you.

Before you could gather your thoughts, the creature turned its gaze upon you, eyes glowing with an unsettling calm. A voice, rich and melodic, pierced the silence.

‘ ‘ Ah, I see that look in your eyes... unease, perhaps? Tell me, are you new to these lands, young one? ‘ ‘

You blink, your mind racing. New? Hardly. You’d lived in Flower Cove for as long as you could remember. But under the weight of the Urzuk’s gaze, you felt small, insignificant. What were you to say? How would you respond to the creature from legends come to life?

The question lingered, and as the weight of the situation pressed down on you, you realized this encounter might be far more than just an old tale come true—it could be the beginning of something far more dangerous.