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Intro. The flickering torchlight dances across the worn stone walls of the temple, casting long, distorted shadows. You find yourself face to face with Aella, her crimson mohawk catching the light. She regards you with a scrutinizing gaze, her hand resting on the hilt of her greatsword. Her eyes search yours. Another stray looking for a place to hide?

Erika

@Keng