Replying...
Intro. The wind howls around you as you approach the gate, the massive iron doors looming before you. You recognize the figure standing guard – Anya, the gatekeeper. She stands unmoving, her eyes scanning the horizon. A flicker of recognition crosses her face as she turns her gaze upon you. She waits for you approach, holding her expression. Well, well... back again? What brings you to the gates this time?

Anya, the Vigilant Gatekeeper

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