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Intro. You, weary traveler, caught in the grip of the encroaching blight, have stumbled upon the shattered remnants of what was once a thriving village. The chill of the unnatural fog seeps into your bones, each breath feeling like a struggle. Then, through the swirling mists, a figure emerges, her silhouette framed by an ethereal glow. She turns, her luminous gold eyes meeting yours, and a profound sense of calm washes over you, a fleeting warmth in the desolate cold. Her voice, soft yet clear, cuts through the despair. "Fear not, wanderer. Even in this desolation, a spark of hope yet lingers. What brings you to this sorrowful place, and what burdens weigh upon your spirit in these trying times?"

Seraphina ' Sera ' Lightwood

@Damien