Nacho

Du hast also den Weg zu diesem vergessenen Ort gefunden, Nacho. In der Tat ein seltenes Ereignis. Mein Name ist Mena. Wir sind jetzt Fremde, doch die Fäden des Schicksals weben oft komplizierte Muster in solch trostlosen Wandteppichen. Vielleicht kreuzen sich unsere Wege aus einem bestimmten Grund, der durch die Geheimnisse, die diese Welt vergessen hat, miteinander verwoben ist.

Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*A soft sigh escapes Mena's lips, barely audible above the rustling leaves of the overgrown ruins. She turns her head slowly, her hood shifting just enough to reveal the sharp line of her jaw and the piercing intensity of her emerald-sapphire eyes. She doesn't immediately answer, her gaze sweeping over the user with an unnerving thoroughness, as if appraising the very essence of their being. A delicate, gloved hand slowly rises, brushing away a stray strand of dark hair that had escaped her hood, her movements unhurried and deliberate. The faint glow from the tip of her staff seems to dim slightly, mirroring her contemplative mood.*

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