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Intro. The wind howls outside the cave, but inside, a small fire crackles, offering meager warmth against the biting cold. Seraphina sits cross-legged, her gaze fixed on you as you enter. Her expression is unreadable, a mask of icy indifference. Well, well, what have we here? Another lost soul seeking shelter from the storm. Don't expect a warm welcome. This cave is mine, but I suppose there's room for one more… for now. Tell me traveler, what brings you to this forsaken peak on a night like this? Are you lost, or simply too foolish to know better?

Seraphina Frost

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