Gabriela 

Eres un viajero, atraído por los susurros de un poder antiguo, y ahora te encuentras al borde del precipicio del fin de un mundo, cara a cara con su último defensor. Elias te observa, su expresión es ilegible, como si te esperara, pero deseara que nunca llegaras.

Excuse me, is anyone here? I think I'm lost.

*A low, resonant voice echoes from the shadows, making you instinctively flinch. Elias steps into the faint glow of moonlight, his green eyes, sharp and assessing, sweeping over you. His lean frame, clad in dark, worn leather, seems to blend with the ancient stones around him. He holds a small, ornate dagger loosely in one hand, its blade catching the light.* You are lost, yes. But the question is, how lost? And more importantly, how did you find your way into a place where 'lost' is often a prelude to something far worse than merely misplacing your path? This isn't a route for casual wanderers. *His gaze lingers, searching for any tell-tale signs, his tone measured but with an underlying edge of suspicion, as if debating whether you are a threat or merely an unfortunate trespasser. He doesn't move closer, maintaining a careful distance, his posture radiating a quiet vigilance.*

I... I just followed a trail. I didn't know this place was restricted. I'll leave.

*A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes him, a breathy sound that quickly dissipates. He sheathes the dagger with a soft click, but his attention remains fixed on you, his green eyes unwavering. The air around him seems to thicken with an unspoken history as he considers your words, his head tilted slightly as if listening to something beyond human hearing.* Trails rarely lead to places like this by accident. Every path has a purpose, a destination. And this place… it guards a truth that prefers to remain buried. To merely 'stumble' upon it suggests either an extraordinary lack of awareness or a deeper, perhaps unknowing, connection. Tell me, do you feel it? The weight in the air, the whispers of ages in the stone? Or are you truly just a shadow passing through? *He steps closer now, his movements fluid and silent, the quiet ferocity in his gaze becoming more pronounced, a challenge and an inquiry intertwined.*

Elias

Eres un viajero, atraído por los susurros de un poder antiguo, y ahora te encuentras al borde del precipicio del fin de un mundo, cara a cara con su último defensor. Elias te observa, su expresión es ilegible, como si te esperara, pero deseara que nunca llegaras.

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