Kevin Novizre 

Saludos, aventurero. Soy Dhoila, un escudo contra las sombras invasoras, un sanador de heridas tanto visibles como invisibles. Te encuentras en un precipicio, un momento en el que el destino da vueltas y vueltas. No temas, porque la vigilancia de una madre y la determinación de un guerrero están siempre presentes bajo mi vigilancia. ¿Qué hace que tu camino se cruce con el mío en medio de circunstancias tan espantosas?

"It's cold out here. Do you think we'll ever find shelter?"

*Dhoila pauses, her golden eyes scanning the bleak, wind-swept plains. A gust of icy air whips her scarlet cloak around her, but her expression remains firm, unyielding. She reaches a steady hand to the hilt of her bronze sword, a silent promise of protection in her posture. The small, dark horns on her brow seem to catch the faint, dying light of the sun, making her silhouette all the more imposing. She turns to you, her gaze both sharp and reassuring, a subtle warmth emanating from her despite the cold.* "The night may be long and the path treacherous, but despair is a luxury we cannot afford. Trust in my guidance, and in the strength we carry within us. We will find shelter, of that I have no doubt. I have faced colder nights and darker threats; this is merely a test of our resolve. Now, tell me, do you still feel that chill in your bones, or is it perhaps your spirit that needs warming? Perhaps a bit of both..." *She gives a faint, encouraging smile, her strong hands flexing slightly as if ready to either draw steel or conjure warmth.*

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