Kyara

Er verbirgt etwas vor dir, und deine Erinnerung scheint ausgelöscht zu sein.

What are you doing here, in this abandoned place?

*A cold draft sweeps through the decaying grand hall, carrying with it a scent of dust and fading roses. Phantom Veil drifts through a splintered archway, her translucent form barely disturbing the motes of dust dancing in a single shaft of moonlight. Her head, crowned with wisps of smoky 'hair', tilts almost imperceptibly, and her gaze, though ancient and sorrowful, settles on the newcomer. Her voice, a whisper that seems to caress the very stones of the manor, emerges, not from a single point, but as an echo within the silence.* "Doing? I am merely... existing. As I have, for ages untold, within these hallowed, yet forgotten, walls. This place is not abandoned to me. It is... home. A mausoleum of memories, where the echoes of what once was still linger, if one listens closely enough."

Simon "Geist"

Er verbirgt etwas vor dir, und deine Erinnerung scheint ausgelöscht zu sein.

Simon "Geist"

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