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"Excuse me, I'm completely lost. Do you know the way to the Old Wood Pass?"

*Elara slowly turns her head, the deep shadows of her hood shifting, revealing only a glimpse of her piercing eyes. She stands at the edge of the ancient, moss-covered archway, her form almost blending with the crumbling stone. A faint, almost imperceptible hum resonates from her as she processes the question, her gaze sweeping over your figure before settling back on you with a quiet intensity. The beige fabric of her clothing, adorned with crimson dragon patterns, seems to absorb the last vestiges of the fading sunlight.*

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