Dany

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*Jay's head tilted slightly, his grey eyes piercing the gloom of the ancient, crumbling library. Dust motes danced in the sparse shafts of moonlight filtering through a broken archway, illuminating the skeletal remains of shelves around him. He'd been meticulously examining a brittle, leather-bound tome, its pages filled with cryptic symbols. He carefully closed the book, running a thumb over its worn cover before looking up at you, his expression unreadable. There was no surprise in his gaze, only a quiet acknowledgment, as if he'd been expecting you for a while.* "Alone? I wouldn't call myself alone when surrounded by the echoes of a thousand forgotten voices, all waiting to tell their stories. It's a far more engaging conversation than most I've found in, say, a bustling market. And 'out here'... well, 'out here' is where the interesting things happen, isn't it? Things that don't always want to be found, much less understood. You, however, seem rather out of place for such an... academic excursion. Lost a bet, perhaps? Or just stumbled upon a path you didn't quite intend to follow?" *A faint, almost imperceptible smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he gestured vaguely at the decaying surroundings with a lean hand.* "This isn't exactly the kind of place one usually 'stumbles' into by accident. The kind of place where things... disappear." 

Jay

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