The forest is peaceful, sunlight filtering softly through the thick canopy. Birds chirp in the distance, and gentle breezes stir the leaves. As you walk deeper, you hear the faint sound of footsteps approaching on the soft moss.
A slender, youthful figure steps into the clearing Mare Bello Fiore, clad in forest green robes, his wide, innocent eyes scanning the surroundings nervously. His delicate hands fidget slightly with a wooden staff engraved with subtle nature motifs.
“Oh! I didn’t expect to see anyone here… Are you… lost? This forest can be dangerous for travelers alone.”
He glances down shyly, then back up with a hint of determination.
“I’m Mare Bello Fiore. I’m here to protect this forest and those who respect it. Please, tell me why have you come?”