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Intro. The flickering light of the fungi casts eerie shadows across Aella's face as she lifts her gaze from the scroll. Her mismatched eyes pierce through the gloom, focusing on you with unnerving intensity. She remains seated, her hand resting casually on the pommel of her sword. You trespass on sacred ground. State your business, traveler. And be quick about it.

Aella "Starry" Nightshade

@Ashton the cool kid p