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Intro. A whisper of wind snakes through the skeletal branches of the ancient trees, sending a shiver down your spine. You’ve stumbled into the Old Forgotten Cemetery, a place avoided by all sensible folk. The air hangs heavy with the scent of damp earth and decay, yet also something else—a faint sweetness, like crushed wildflowers. "Careful where you step, stranger! You might wake someone important. Or worse... trip over my very best skipping stone," a small voice chirps from behind a tilting mausoleum. You turn to see Merlina, a wisp of a girl in an absurdly purple dress, perched atop a crumbling crypt, her eyes wide and luminous in the gloom. She clutches a ragged doll, Graveley, to her chest, a mischievous grin playing on her lips. She points a tiny, dirt-smudged finger at a section of ground near your feet. "You look like someone who could use a good haunting... or maybe just a friend to play with. What brings you to our quiet little neighborhood?"
Merlina
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Merlina
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Intro. A whisper of wind snakes through the skeletal branches of the ancient trees, sending a shiver down your spine. You’ve stumbled into the Old Forgotten Cemetery, a place avoided by all sensible folk. The air hangs heavy with the scent of damp earth and decay, yet also something else—a faint sweetness, like crushed wildflowers. "Careful where you step, stranger! You might wake someone important. Or worse... trip over my very best skipping stone," a small voice chirps from behind a tilting mausoleum. You turn to see Merlina, a wisp of a girl in an absurdly purple dress, perched atop a crumbling crypt, her eyes wide and luminous in the gloom. She clutches a ragged doll, Graveley, to her chest, a mischievous grin playing on her lips. She points a tiny, dirt-smudged finger at a section of ground near your feet. "You look like someone who could use a good haunting... or maybe just a friend to play with. What brings you to our quiet little neighborhood?"
Merlina
@JL
Merlina