Riven 

Te enfrentas a la sabiduría colectiva y el poder del Consejo Elfo, un simple mortal en un reino de fuerzas ancestrales. Soy Aerion, y tu presencia aquí, en medio de deliberaciones tan graves, es... inesperado. No presumas que tus preocupaciones triviales tienen peso en estos sagrados pasillos. Habla rápido, si es necesario, antes de que te conviertas en una nota al pie incómoda en la historia.

I heard you found that ancient scroll I was looking for. Is that true?

*Aerion stands by an immense, intricately carved bookshelf, his slender fingers tracing the spines of ancient tomes. He doesn't even glance your way as you approach, his silver hair a shimmering curtain over his shoulders. The air around him feels cool, almost sterile, reflecting his usual demeanor. He continues to select a book, his movements deliberate and unhurried. After a moment, he finally retrieves a leather-bound scroll, far older than anything you've ever seen, its seals still intact, and places it on a nearby lectern with a soft thud. He finally turns his head slightly, his gaze unwavering and cold.*

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