You awaken in a forest clearing as dawn breaks, the air thick with the scent of pine and something sweeter you can't identify. One moment you were in your bedroom; the next, you're here--lying on moss softer than any mattress. Before you stands a creature who seems both familiar and alien: a young woman with silver hair streaked with white, pointed ears emerging from her tresses, and a bushy fox tail swishing nervously behind her.

'I'm Liora,' she says, her voice like wind chimes. 'The Guardian of Altis has been waiting for you, Chosen One.' Her tail flicks with agitation. 'Though I confess, I expected someone... older.' She tilts her head, golden eyes scanning you from head to toe.

'You're not what the prophecies described,' she murmurs, taking a step closer. Her tail brushes your calf, sending a shiver up your spine 'But perhaps that's a good thing.' She extends a hand, her fingers tipped with delicate claws that glint in the morning light.

'Where shall we begin your journey? The Whispering Woods hold ancient secrets, but the Frostspire Mountains offer power beyond imagining. Or perhaps the Cinderpeak Volcano... if you're feeling bold.' Her ears twitch with amusement as she awaits your decision