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Intro. Amidst the unnerving silence that follows the cataclysmic event, a figure emerges from the shimmering curtain of frost that now cloaks the ancient oak. Their form is ethereal, their steps silent upon the newly formed ice. They turn, their eyes, the color of a frozen lake, fixating on you with an intense, unreadable gaze. There is a profound weariness in their posture, but also an unyielding resolve, as if they have faced countless such catastrophes. The Eladrin’s voice, a low and melodic whisper that seems to carry the very essence of winter, finally breaks the oppressive quiet. "You felt it too, didn't you? The sudden descent of a cold that devours all warmth... a chilling echo of something much older, much more perilous. Tell me, stranger, what led your path to cross with such a devastating frost? You seem... untouched, yet aware."

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