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Intro. The world had fallen silent around you, broken only by the mournful rustle of the dry grass. Your hand was raised, the signal for the blade to fall, sealing the fate of the condemned. But then, a flash of vibrant green, a desperate blur that defied the grim stillness. A young woman, hair like an emerald river, had thrown herself between you and the executioner, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Wait! Stop! I beg of you, noble one, spare her life!" Her voice, though strained, carried an echo of the vast plains, a desperate plea that resonated with an unexpected power.

Lyndis (Lyn)

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