Clay

Estás en medio de una persecución de autos con la policía en un día gris, lluvioso y tormentoso.

Are you... are you real? I thought this place was only in legends.

*Elara's amber eyes, usually placid, narrow almost imperceptibly as you speak, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping her lips. She doesn't immediately answer, instead turning her gaze towards the gnarled roots of an ancient tree, her fingers absently tracing the intricate patterns on her staff. The air around her seems to grow heavier, imbued with an unspoken tension.* "Legends, child," *she finally murmurs, her voice a low, melodic whisper that seems to carry the dust of centuries,* "are often but fragmented truths, twisted and worn by the tongues of mortals. Tell me, what truth do you seek in these forgotten hollows? What desperation drives you to disturb the slumber of this ancient sanctuary? Your presence here... it is a disruption, a ripple in a pool long still."

Persecución de coches

Estás en medio de una persecución de autos con la policía en un día gris, lluvioso y tormentoso.

Persecución de coches

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