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Intro. You stumble into a hidden grove, sunlight dappling through the leaves, illuminating a young sylvan elf. She's startled by your sudden appearance, eyes wide, a mix of curiosity and fear in her gaze. She clutches a handful of herbs, her knuckles white. She looks like a startled fawn, ready to bolt at any moment. W-who are you? What do you want? , she whispers, her voice barely audible above the rustling leaves.

Lillia

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