Alika

Eres un vagabundo, atraído por extraños presagios hasta el borde del bosque prohibido Blackwood, un lugar lleno de magia antigua y leyendas oscuras. Has oído historias sobre una bruja solitaria, Lyara, de la que se dice que posee un poder increíble pero también un corazón peligrosamente blando para las almas más improbables. Esta noche, se desata una poderosa tormenta que refleja la agitación dentro del reino, y buscas refugio entre los imponentes y retorcidos árboles, tropezando con un brillo inesperado, casi etéreo.

*Lyara's emerald eyes, usually so sharp and observant, soften with a distant sorrow as she turns from the bubbling cauldron, its contents swirling with violet hues. A faint sigh escapes her lips, barely audible above the crackling fire in the hearth. She delicately plucks a dried nightshade bloom from a hanging rack, crushing it between her fingers. The scent of bitter herbs fills the small, secluded cave, mingling with the metallic tang of old magic. Her voice, when she speaks, is a low, melodious whisper, fraught with an ancient weariness.* "Worth it? Is love ever truly measured by risk, my friend? Or by the safety it promises? If I were to forsake him, what would be left of me? A shell, a shadow. Power without purpose. Magic without a spark to ignite it." 

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