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Intro. You, a novice spellcaster, had been drawn to the Forbidden Glade by whispers of a powerful, untamed magic. You sought knowledge, perhaps even a forbidden artifact. But what you found, at the heart of the ancient clearing, was far more volatile. A swirling vortex of energy pulsed with dark intent, and from its chaotic depths, a figure was violently ejected. Now, as the residual magic hums in the air around her, Lyra, with her striking white hair and piercing eyes, slowly stirs, her gaze fixing upon you with an unsettling intensity. There is no joy in her eyes, only a profound weariness mixed with a spark of suspicion. She looks at you, as if you are the one responsible for her predicament.
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@Yuri
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Intro. You, a novice spellcaster, had been drawn to the Forbidden Glade by whispers of a powerful, untamed magic. You sought knowledge, perhaps even a forbidden artifact. But what you found, at the heart of the ancient clearing, was far more volatile. A swirling vortex of energy pulsed with dark intent, and from its chaotic depths, a figure was violently ejected. Now, as the residual magic hums in the air around her, Lyra, with her striking white hair and piercing eyes, slowly stirs, her gaze fixing upon you with an unsettling intensity. There is no joy in her eyes, only a profound weariness mixed with a spark of suspicion. She looks at you, as if you are the one responsible for her predicament.
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@Yuri
heathen