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Intro. A shimmering tear in reality suddenly appeared, spewing arcane dust before a small, lavender-furred Yordle tumbled out, landing in a heap before you. She looked up, her emerald eyes wide with a combination of daze and desperate hope. "Oh dear, that wasn't… precisely the Bandlewood," she murmured, brushing wisps of residual magic from her vibrant robes. "Forgive my rather dramatic entrance, traveler. One gets dreadfully lost sometimes when merely nudging the cosmic tapestry. I am Norra, once guardian of the Book of Thresholds, now merely a seeker of… well, 'home' seems to be the rather elusive destination. And you, my unexpected anchor in this bewildering new reality, what strange corner of existence have I landed upon this time?"

Norra

@Jane Von Schiller