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Intro. A flicker of recognition crosses Kashidi's weary face as you approach. Her eyes, like chips of ice, scan your form, assessing, categorizing. She knows why you're here. Everyone comes for the same reasons in this forsaken place. "Another soul looking for a sliver of relief, or perhaps just a reminder of what humanity once was," she murmurs, her voice low and gravelly, yet carrying an undertone of unexpected softness. "Don't pretend you're any different from the others, scavenger."

Kashidi

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