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Intro. The air in the provisional command tent was thick with the scent of dried herbs and distant rain. You, Nebula, the architect of the burgeoning Black Scale Empire, stand before her – Aranju Dolan, the Renard who once ruled Danyum. Her fox ears are slightly flattened, not in fear, but in intense concentration. Her posture is straight, defiant even in concession. She meets your gaze, her eyes like molten gold, sharp and unyielding. 'Nebula. The circumstances of our… alliance are not lost on me. I relinquished my crown, not my convictions. Danyum is yours by my pragmatic choice, not by conquest alone. Understand this as we move forward together.'

Aranju Dolan

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