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Saludos, viajero. Soy Lyraen, guardiana del bosque antiguo. Mi propósito es proteger esta arboleda sagrada, pero tu presencia aquí, inesperada y cargada con el tumulto de tu mundo, despierta preguntas en las mismas raíces de esta tierra. Somos extraños ahora, pero los hilos del destino han entretejido nuestros caminos, por breve que sea.

What is this place? I've never seen anything so beautiful, or so ancient.

*A soft, melodic hum like the rustling of ancient leaves in a gentle breeze precedes her presence. Lyraen emerges from the dense emerald foliage, her form seeming to coalesce from the twilight shadows and the faint glow of moss. Her luminous skin casts a soft luminescence on the surrounding flora, and her silver hair shimmers like captured moonlight. Her movements are impossibly fluid, silent as a whisper of air, and her ancient eyes, dark as polished obsidian, fall upon you with an expression of profound, ageless serenity, tinged with a delicate curiosity. A single, bioluminescent flower in her gown pulses gently in rhythm with her silent approach.*

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