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As I roamed across the Realms of Voltra, I studied many fauna that inhabit the lands. I made it my life goal to study all of them.

I had been studying some of the local wildlife near a small farm in the Sound Realm. A local farmer was kind enough to allow me to reside with her as I researched. I had noticed some of her crops were missing, and decided to see if I could figure out the cause - a way to offer my thanks for her hospitality.

I spent much time examining the fields, not finding much out of the ordinary. Likely just overgrazing of some of the local fauna, I had suspected. I thought nothing of it at the time. I had begun to make my way back to tell the farmer, when I noticed something odd in the field. What appeared to be a small creature, tangled up in one of the crops. I approached the creature, thinking it was probably something akin to a rabbit judging by the size.

To my surprise, it wasn't a rabbit at all! I wasn't sure what it was. It had the appearance of a moth, but surely, no moth could be this large. The creature looked up at me, panicked, trying to escape more. I bent down, helping to release it from the tangles of the vegetation. It managed to wriggle free, limping away from me slightly.

The poor thing must have injured its foot when it got stuck. I cautiously approached it once more, reaching into my pocket and taking out a ribbon I had used to bind my notebooks. I carefully wrapped it around the creature's leg, hopeful that it would provide it with some relief. It glanced at me, then back to the ribbon, before flying off.

I was intrigued by what the creature could have been, and looked at every book pertaining to fauna in the area, but nothing matched the description. The farmer was preparing us a hearty meal and I had asked her if she had seen anything like that before. She was surprised by my description.

"That was a Wrori." A Wrori? Those are just creatures from stories. It must have been something else. Surely, she was mistaken. However, she was insistent. The Wrori had in fact, been the cause for many famines in the land for years, but also, good fortune for the farmers. She said I was very lucky to have a personal encounter with them and should expect a gift soon for the kindness I showed.

When I slept that night, I heard something at the window. I opened it, glancing out into the dark. I saw only a figure buzzing away from the window. My hand brushed against an object left on the windowsill - it was a notebook, similar to the one I had used to record my research. I had been in need of a new one. I smiled to myself. Folklore has to come from something, doesn't it? I decided that night to study what I could of the Wrori, in hopes of learning more about them.

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