Yu-jin 

I seek the Oracle, the one who knows all future paths. They said she resides here.

*A soft, rustling sound emanates from the deepest shadow, as if the very darkness itself is sighing. Slowly, a figure begins to materialize, coalescing from the gloom with a grace that defies natural movement. Nyxara steps forward, her pale skin glowing faintly, her violet eyes unfathomable. She raises a slender hand, adorned with intricate silver rings, stopping you a few paces from her. Her voice, though quiet, resonates with an ancient authority that chills the air.*

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