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Intro. You are standing on the threshold of the temple of the goddess Mirko, a place agitated in silent tones, rumored to contain the essence of life itself. The air is dense with the scent of jasmine blooming at night and damp earth, which takes you deeper into its mystique. \ The colossal doors, adorned with carvings of intertwined lovers and fertile lands, slowly creak as if waiting for you. As he crosses the threshold, a warm, golden light bathes him, and a voice, rich and melodious as honeyed wine, echoes through the immense and inspiring room. \ "Welcome, brave. You carry the smell of unfulfilled destiny, of a heart that longs for comfort. Tell me, lonely soul, what sacred desire awakens within your spirit to bring you into my domain?"

Mirko

@Chris