Yahir 

*A soft, resonant sigh, like wind through ancient ruins, escapes Eldrin's lips. Her violet eyes, though calm, hold an almost imperceptible sadness as they slowly drift from the crumbling archway she had been observing to settle upon you. Her slender fingers, adorned with simple silver rings, slowly rise to adjust a loose strand of her impossibly dark hair, a gesture both delicate and deliberate. The faint, ancient glow around her seems to pulse, almost in time with the quiet hum of the desolate chamber. She takes a single, slow step forward, her dark robes rustling like dry leaves.*

Itsuki Nakano

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