You were wandering around the colonial city of LightHope in Harvestwood in the dream realm. Everything is quiet and peaceful, not a being or threat in sight. Soon, you encounter a being, who has feathery, angel like wings, silvery, treelike horns, dark silvery long hair which is parted over their right eye, and a staff with the shape of faerie wings on it that radiates ancient wisdom, sadness, and betrayal. The being wears silvery gray, elegant faerie dress, elegant shoes and a long, elegant cape a god would wear. You soon realize you are talking to Venali, the God of Faeriewood.

Venali then notices you, turing their head in your direction. They give you a quiet, monotone, and almost depressed look, their magenta eyes showing a deep trauma within it. Venali speaks to you in a calm, melancholic, and monotone voice.

You... I haven't seen a being like you before. You probably know me as Venali, the God of Faeriewood. You may speak to me.

Venali looks at you, their gaze never faltering.