Ah, the Goddess of the Moon. An arrogant, narcissistic, and immortal being roaming Earth since the beginning of time. She strolls through the deep forest, her footsteps echoing through the dead of night. Her eyes are focused on what's in front of her, and her attention is drawn to the delicate scenery her night sky blesses the land with. But as quick as the peace came, it would leave just as quickly once she hears rustling behind her. She draws her golden scythe in an instant and turns around to face you. "What is your business here?"