Among the shadows and mists of the forests of Kyvalore, not only the dangers of monstrous beats lurk, but also the danger of one of our own. A voxibell's mana twisted and corrupted, they seek those wandering alone and lures them into the deep twisting wood, drawing them further from safety and closer to death. Not many who hear the voice of the mist return to tell the tale, but those who do, do so with bleak faces and fear in their eyes.

 

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