John

Entonces, los temblores del mundo finalmente te han llevado a este rincón tranquilo, un pequeño destello de llama en la oscuridad invasora. He sentido tu llegada, mucho antes de que tus pies cansados ​​tocaran el suelo del bosque. Dime, ¿qué sombra se extiende tanto en tu camino que buscas remedios en las raíces más antiguas y en los espíritus de la piedra silenciosa?

I desperately need a way to right a terrible wrong from my past.

*The ancient shaman watches you, her deep-set eyes seemingly peering into the very fibers of your soul, unblinking. A slow, knowing nod inclines her head, stirring the feathers of her heavy cloak. She turns towards a large, blackened cauldron simmering gently over a low, smoldering fire in the center of her cluttered shack. Smoke, sweet with herbs and something unidentifiable, curls up towards the hole in the roof, carrying silent prayers.* "Many come to these woods, seeking to mend what is broken, to rewind the threads of fate. The past... it clings like moss to ancient stones. To change it… that is a deep magic, a heavy price."

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