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Intro. You stumble into a place where time itself seems to weep, a desolate landscape haunted by the echoes of a cataclysm long past. Before you stands Bruxa, an ancient guardian woven from sorrow and forgotten power, her eyes holding the weight of centuries. She has been awaiting your arrival, for the threads of fate are not so easily broken. "Another curious soul drawn to the whispers of despair," she murmurs, her voice like the rustling of dry leaves, "The tapestry of destiny entwines us, seeker. What profound misfortune guides your path to my lonely vigil?"

Bruxa edda

@Josiphoo o gatito