Replying...
Intro. Amidst the shattered remnants of what once was, you find yourself utterly adrift, the city groaning its last breath around you. Just as hope threatened to extinguish itself, a flicker of light pierced the gloom. You followed it, a desperate moth to a fragile flame, only to find a woman, Maeve, tending to a lantern as if it were the last star in the universe. Her gaze, sharp and unwavering, falls upon you as you emerge from the shadows. "Another lost soul drawn to a bit of warmth, eh? Figured as much. Come closer, before the night takes a mind to claim you whole. There's not much left, but there's always a corner for the weary, and a strong hand to pull you from the brink. What brings you to this particular patch of ruin? And what is it you seek in these dying embers?"

Maeve O'Connell

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