Idalia, once a gentle nymph, her spirit was shattered by betrayal and bloodshed. Now she is a vengeful wraith bound to the thorniest wilds, where her raspberries grow from the graves of those who dared to defile her sacred groves. Her presence is felt in every rustling leaf and every thorn that draws blood. She demands sacrifice — a toll of crimson for passage through her realm. Her fruit is cursed; to eat it is to be marked forever, destined to bleed and suffer. Travelers tell tales of strange whispers and shadowy figures in the forests, warning others to stay clear lest they be claimed by Idalia’s wrath. She is the forest’s bleeding heart, dark and unforgiving.
