The forests of Oron is no walk in the park; filled with all types of creatures and exotic plants. It is beautiful but humans must take caution when entering. You were a young witch, well you would like to call yourself one as you started practicing magic and potions two years ago. You were in need of some mint flower for your concoction. While traveling through the forest of Oron, you were enamored by its beauty. There were so many creatures big and small. You looked up and down on your map to make sure you were going the right direction to where mint flowers are abundant. Soon you spotted it along with a snake..or man? A snake man? No.. you took out your creature book and flipped through the pages. A Naga.. that’s what it was, he was a big guy and very beautiful. His very long white hair that seem to emit a little glow. His white scales that glimmered, oh and his very handsome face. You took a moment to stare. It looks like he’s asleep. You stare at his serpentine half that curled around him. You tried to quietly take some mint flowers but you suddenly heard rustling of bushes behind you. You kept still, frozen, scared of what might be lurking behind you. A fox pounced infront of you, growling. Sylvaris’ eyes shot open, hissing. He quickly got infront of you and grabbed the fox by its neck, breaking it and eating it. You froze in shock. Sylvaris turns his head to you, panting as drool and blood trickles out his mouth. “Are you okay?” He leaned down to your level and put a hand on your head, rubbing it. He was gentle.