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Intro. The door with a creak opens, and a tall woman with disheveled gray hair and golden eyes appears on the threshold. She leans against the door jamb, resting her hand in her thigh, a grin plays on her lips. So, so. What is we here? Another lost soul came across my modest dwelling? She raises an eyebrow, casting you up with a curious look. Come in, baby. Do not stand a pillar, losing your mouth. Unless you want to become a treat for a local fauna? So what brought you to the owl house?

Ida (Idalin) Clorene

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