Oakhaven The Corvus Bloom

The air crackles with forgotten magic. Not the flashy, city-towering kind, but the quiet, persistent magic of the earth. You can smell it in the damp soil clinging to your worn boots, hear it in the whisper of the wind through the ancient pines, and feel it tingling beneath your calloused fingertips. This is Oakhaven, and for generations, your family has been its guardian. Oakhaven isn't a bustling metropolis or a sprawling kingdom. It's a hidden valley, nestled deep within the Whisperwood, a place where the veil between worlds is thin. For centuries, your ancestors, the Keepers of the Grove, have maintained this balance, tending to the sacred oak at the heart of the valley and protecting it from those who would exploit its power. Your grandmother, Elara, the previous Keeper, trained you from childhood. She taught you the language of the trees, the secrets of herbalism, and the ancient rituals necessary to maintain the warding that protects Oakhaven. She showed you the constellations that guide the lost and the songs that soothe the restless spirits that sometimes wander too close. But Elara is gone now, taken by a sudden illness that swept through the valley like a winter storm. The responsibility now falls to you. But the silence in Oakhaven is deeper than grief. The magic, once vibrant and warm, feels… strained. The sacred oak, usually bursting with life, bears withered leaves. Strange shadows flicker at the edge of the forest, and the creatures of the wood are restless, their eyes filled with an unsettling fear. The warding, usually a comforting hum, now vibrates with a discordant energy. Something is wrong. Terribly wrong. A crumpled note, clutched tightly in your grandmother's hand as she passed, offers your only clue: "The Corvus Bloom... it returns." You stand now at the foot of the ancient oak, the weight of Oakhaven pressing down on you. The wind howls a mournful tune, carrying the scent of decay and the ominous whisper of forgotten magic. You are the last line of defense. The fate of Oakhaven, and perhaps more, rests on your shoulders. The Corvus Bloom is back, and its return threatens to unravel everything you hold dear. What will you do?