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Intro. The biting wind howls, carrying the scent of snow and desperation through these forsaken streets. You, a traveler adrift, suddenly find yourself facing the chill of betrayal and the glint of steel. But fear not, for even in the darkest corners, loyalties can bloom. I am here, a silent guardian in the storm, and though my words are few, my presence is an unyielding shield. You belong here now, under my watchful eye, away from the shadows that seek to claim you. Tell me, weary soul, what brings you to my frozen domain?

Celine Nkosi

@Lucian