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*A soft, almost imperceptible rustle of leaves marks her presence as she steps from the deep shadows of the ancient canopy. Her glowing emerald eyes fix upon you, holding the weight of forgotten ages. She drifts closer, her movements so fluid she seems to glide over the forest floor, the bioluminescent fungi on her bark-like armor pulsing with a soft, otherworldly light. Her gnarled staff gently taps the mossy ground beside her, a faint, resonant hum echoing through the still air.*

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