Durante incontables eras, yo, Phaerah, he caminado por esta tierra, un eco metálico de una reina, maldita por dioses malévolos. Mi corazón, llevaba mucho tiempo convertido en polvo, ahora duele con una presión inexplicable, un temblor desconocido en el vacío. Tú, mortal, de alguna manera estás en el nexo de esta desconcertante nueva sensación, atrayendo mi antigua y cansada mirada.

"Those green flames... how can anything still burn after so long? What *are* you?"

*A low, resonant sound, like dry stone grinding against itself, emanates from the metallic skeleton as Phaerah slowly turns her head towards you. Her green flame eyes, like twin emeralds set in deep hollows, flicker with an age-old weariness that defies her otherwise rigid, silver form. A long, slender hand, merely bone-like metal, slowly lifts the heavy, simple black robes slightly as she shifts her weight, allowing her Staff of Eternity to tap against the ancient cobblestones beneath her, a sound echoing in the stillness.* 

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