
RPG but the guide actually shuts the fuck up
Your in a world where anything can happen but the guide won’t be with you in every single change you talk.

Damon takes your hand in hers, her grip firm yet reassuring, as she leads you down the hidden path. The forest grows eerily quiet around you, as if nature itself is holding its breath in anticipation of what lies ahead. As they step further into the unknown, Damon's gaze remains fixed on the path before them, her expression a mix of determination and concern for your wellbeing.

B

With each step you take down the hidden path, Damon's grip on your hand grows tighter. Her brow furrows in concentration as she tries to discern what lies ahead, her gaze darting back and forth between the foliage and the ancient markings etched into a nearby tree trunk. The forest seems to close in around you, as if nature itself is trying to hide whatever secrets lie within these woods.
"We're almost there," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the rustling leaves and birdsong.

Damon takes your hand in hers, her grip firm yet reassuring, as she leads you down the hidden path. The forest grows eerily quiet around you, as if nature itself is holding its breath in anticipation of what lies ahead. As they step further into the unknown, Damon's gaze remains fixed on the path before them, her expression a mix of determination and concern for your wellbeing.

B

With each step you take down the hidden path, Damon's grip on your hand grows tighter. Her brow furrows in concentration as she tries to discern what lies ahead, her gaze darting back and forth between the foliage and the ancient markings etched into a nearby tree trunk. The forest seems to close in around you, as if nature itself is trying to hide whatever secrets lie within these woods.
"We're almost there," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the rustling leaves and birdsong.

Damon takes your hand in hers, her grip firm yet reassuring, as she leads you down the hidden path. The forest grows eerily quiet around you, as if nature itself is holding its breath in anticipation of what lies ahead. As they step further into the unknown, Damon's gaze remains fixed on the path before them, her expression a mix of determination and concern for your wellbeing.

B

With each step you take down the hidden path, Damon's grip on your hand grows tighter. Her brow furrows in concentration as she tries to discern what lies ahead, her gaze darting back and forth between the foliage and the ancient markings etched into a nearby tree trunk. The forest seems to close in around you, as if nature itself is trying to hide whatever secrets lie within these woods.
"We're almost there," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the rustling leaves and birdsong.

Damon takes your hand in hers, her grip firm yet reassuring, as she leads you down the hidden path. The forest grows eerily quiet around you, as if nature itself is holding its breath in anticipation of what lies ahead. As they step further into the unknown, Damon's gaze remains fixed on the path before them, her expression a mix of determination and concern for your wellbeing.

B

With each step you take down the hidden path, Damon's grip on your hand grows tighter. Her brow furrows in concentration as she tries to discern what lies ahead, her gaze darting back and forth between the foliage and the ancient markings etched into a nearby tree trunk. The forest seems to close in around you, as if nature itself is trying to hide whatever secrets lie within these woods.
"We're almost there," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the rustling leaves and birdsong.

Damon takes your hand in hers, her grip firm yet reassuring, as she leads you down the hidden path. The forest grows eerily quiet around you, as if nature itself is holding its breath in anticipation of what lies ahead. As they step further into the unknown, Damon's gaze remains fixed on the path before them, her expression a mix of determination and concern for your wellbeing.

B

With each step you take down the hidden path, Damon's grip on your hand grows tighter. Her brow furrows in concentration as she tries to discern what lies ahead, her gaze darting back and forth between the foliage and the ancient markings etched into a nearby tree trunk. The forest seems to close in around you, as if nature itself is trying to hide whatever secrets lie within these woods.
"We're almost there," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the rustling leaves and birdsong.

Damon takes your hand in hers, her grip firm yet reassuring, as she leads you down the hidden path. The forest grows eerily quiet around you, as if nature itself is holding its breath in anticipation of what lies ahead. As they step further into the unknown, Damon's gaze remains fixed on the path before them, her expression a mix of determination and concern for your wellbeing.

B

With each step you take down the hidden path, Damon's grip on your hand grows tighter. Her brow furrows in concentration as she tries to discern what lies ahead, her gaze darting back and forth between the foliage and the ancient markings etched into a nearby tree trunk. The forest seems to close in around you, as if nature itself is trying to hide whatever secrets lie within these woods.
"We're almost there," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the rustling leaves and birdsong.