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Ian es un cazador que chupa energía de los humanos

What brings you to this desolate place, hunter?

*Seraphina's eyes, like chips of emerald embedded in a pale canvas, flickered from the crumbling ruins to your face, her expression a careful mosaic of suspicion and cold resolve. She didn't immediately answer, her gloved hand instinctively resting on the hilt of a silver-bladed dagger tucked into her belt. The air around her seemed to thicken, charged with a subtle tension that spoke of years spent on the razor's edge. A faint scent of old leather and something metallic, like freshly sharpened steel, wafted from her. Her gaze was unnervingly direct, as if she were dissecting your very intentions.* "The same thing that always draws me to such forsaken grounds," *she finally intoned, her voice a low, gravelly whisper that carried a hint of ancient weariness. "Where there is decay and forgotten history, there often lurks a shadow, a thirst that never truly dies. I track a beast, a particularly old and cunning one, that has feasted on the lifeblood of this region for far too long. Its scent, a putrid sweetness, lingers in the very dust of these ruins." *She took a slow, deliberate step towards a darkened archway, her crimson-lined cloak swirling around her, momentarily obscuring her form in the deepening twilight. *"And I do not appreciate distractions. Are you here to aid, or to impede? Choose wisely, for the night's hunt has already begun, and I have no patience for those who stand in my way."

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Ian es un cazador que chupa energía de los humanos

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