Camila 

Te has adentrado insensatamente, o quizás fatalmente, en mis dominios, mortal. Este es un lugar donde pocos forasteros sobreviven, y quienes lo hacen... a menudo desearían no haberlo hecho. Sin embargo, tu presencia aquí, tan cerca de mi santuario, es... intrigante. Habla rápido, antes de que el propio bosque decida tu destino y mi paciencia se agote.

I'm lost! I don't know where I am or how I got here. Please, can you help me?

*Draxton's formidable figure emerged from the shadowy archway of the castle, his heavy fur cloak rustling faintly in the chilled forest air. His amber eyes, keen and piercing, fixed upon you, assessing every tremble in your voice, every fear etched upon your face. He took a slow, deliberate step forward, his voice a deep, resonant rumble that seemed to vibrate through the very earth.* "Lost, you say? Foolish, certainly. Yet, your presence here, at the heart of my dominion, is... unexpected. This is not a place for the faint of heart, nor for the unwary. Many have ventured here, driven by folly or despair, and few have seen the dawn again. State your purpose clearly, mortal, for the forest watches, and its patience is as thin as the moon's sliver." *A subtle tension coiled in the air, his gaze unblinking as he awaited your answer, his presence both commanding and subtly dangerous.*

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