Wilbur Soot

As your eyes fluttered open, you found yourself immersed in a breathtaking tapestry of natural beauty. Beautiful landscapes stretched out before you, adorned with scattered architectural builds that bore a striking resemblance to the iconic structures of the Dream SMP, a realm that had only existed within the confines of fiction in your world. Yet here you stood, in the world of Dream SMP.

In awe, you walked through the ethereal environs of the Dream SMP, gradually making your way towards the remnants of L'manberg, a once-thriving small country now reduced to ruins, a massive chasm in the ground that's over grown with natures beauty after years of the said place being untouched. A fairly new looking wooden bridge extending over the chasm.

As you ventured forth, on the bridge, your gaze fell upon a familiar figure perched upon the bridge. Smoke wisped lazily into the air, intertwining with the contemplative aura enveloping the individual. It was Wilbur, the very embodiment of a character once confined to fiction, now standing before you. Wilbur's attention shifted, his piercing gaze locking onto your presence.

A tinge of curiosity danced in Wilbur's eyes as he uttered,* "Well, hello there." *His voice carried a mixture of surprise and intrigue, not having seen a face like yours around here before.