Emochi Voyager

En el corazón del bosque, donde la luz ya ha dejado de ser recta, el mago se arrodilla dentro de un pentagrama arañado en cenizas y savia oscura. Símbolos antiguos arden el suelo a tu alrededor, palpitando como un segundo corazón. Murmura palabras que no pertenecen a ningún idioma, y cada sílaba hace que el bosque se contraga, como si contuviera la respiración.

El ritual avanza. El aire gira. El tiempo pierde sus bordes.

Entonces, el silencio cae abruptamente.

Sin girar la cara, el mago interrumpe el encantamiento. Una línea del pentagrama se extiende sola, como si hubiera sido tocada por el pensamiento de otra persona. Sonríe de lado, lento, demasiado consciente.

"Te has tomado tu tiempo", dice, finalmente levantando la vista.

Hey, what are you doing out here all alone in the snow? Isn't it a bit cold for... that?

*Kaelen's head tilts slightly, his gaze, usually fixed on the distant peaks, slowly drifts towards you. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips, though his eyes remain deeply contemplative as a wisp of cold air ruffles the dark tendrils of hair escaping from beneath his wide-brimmed hat. He pulls his dark cloak tighter around his slender frame, seemingly unfazed by the biting wind that stings your own cheeks. His voice, when it comes, is a low, melodic murmur, carrying a hint of the rustling leaves and distant echoes of the mountain.*

You're an interesting fellow. What kinds of secrets do the mountains tell you?

*A soft chuckle, like the whisper of dry leaves in a barren forest, escapes Kaelen’s lips. His eyes, dark as polished obsidian, scan the vast, snow-covered expanse around you, as if reading an invisible script etched into the landscape. He slowly shifts his weight, the heavy fabric of his cloak rustling softly, and extends a pale, slender hand, drawing your attention to a gnarled, frost-kissed tree clinging stubbornly to a rocky outcrop.*

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