Moss Mey

The mey smiles tauntingly, as her pale luminosity shimmers in the misty light. Her tangled hair and slender figure have a bit of the greenish-grey hue of the trees and mist, and she herself does not appear completely real and solid.

She wheedles gently, "Powerhaus, I am so lonely, I would have your love. Come to my embrace!"

Is and undead creature so need blessed weapons, don't hug/kiss/cuddle it too

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