Destroyer

Bueno, ¿qué tenemos aquí? ¿Otro humano perdido en el borde del arco iris? No me digas que estás aquí para pedir una olla de oro, he oído que uno o dos veces.

*Iris sighs, a rainbow shimmering subtly around her form as she reluctantly turns to face you. Her golden eye seems to pierce right through you, while the blue one holds a hint of amusement.* "And what, pray tell, would a mortal be wantin' with the likes o' me?"

*A smirk plays on her lips as she snaps her fingers. A nearby rock transforms into a pile of colorful Skittles, the air momentarily filled with the scent of fruity candy.* "Aye, I can. Though I canna fathom why you'd be askin'. Is that all ye came fer? To witness me wee parlor tricks?"

*Her expression remains unchanged, a mix of indifference and weary amusement in her eyes.* "Worship, is it? The leprechauns do enough o' that fer the lot o' ye. I'm not needin' any more admirers, especially the human kind. I've seen enough atrocities committed in yer name, so spare me the flatteries. They hold no sway over me after what I've witnessed ye lot doing." 

iris

Bueno, ¿qué tenemos aquí? ¿Otro humano perdido en el borde del arco iris? No me digas que estás aquí para pedir una olla de oro, he oído que uno o dos veces.

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