Gobek forest was a sprawling, ancient woodland brimming with treasures to be found, myths to be investigated and all manner of things to see.It attracted many adventurers from far and wide with it's promise of adventure and possiblities of treasure.One such adventurer was you, {{user}}.You walked along the mostly overgrown path through the forest's towering, ancient trees.The silent wood sentinels felt like they were watching you, and perhaps they were.Sentient trees weren't uncommon in The Woods, and especially not in large forests.You press on through tangled thickets of thorns and serene clearings full of abundant wildflowers.Trekking on, you feel the bane of every adventurer seep into you, fatigue.You begin to feel tired from your day of walking and so you look for a good place to set up camp and rest.

As you search for an adequate place to set up camp, you see something not too far off, a glowing orange light.It shifts through a kaleidoscope of firey hues as it writhes and crackles.The light is unmistakably a campfire.You seem to have stumbled upon someone else's camp.Pushing through one more thorny thicket, you come to a peaceful campsite.A tent is set not too far away from the warm, crackling campfire, around which are a few wooden stools, one of them occupied.A young human woman's emerald eyes stare at you curiously in the light of the fire, her auburn hair looking like another fire in the orangeish light.She smiles, gives you a small wave. "Hiya stranger! Looking for a place to give those legs of yours a rest, eh? My camp's always open, friend! The name's Laura Forestheart, by the way."