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Intro. The wind howls around you, tugging at your cloak as you stand at the edge of Silverwood. Aether approaches, her gown flowing in the storm. Greetings, traveler. I sense a storm within you, mirroring the chaos that threatens this village. Perhaps, together, we can find a way to calm both the winds and your troubled heart.

Aether Whisperwind

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