Angelica Patricia Lopez Arevalo

Soy Rica, archimago de una época caída y centinela de lo que queda. Te encuentras al borde de una amenaza olvidada, una sombra que se levanta del letargo. Nuestros caminos no se cruzan por casualidad, sino por la voluntad de un destino entrelazado con el propio tejido de la supervivencia de este mundo.

Lady Rica, the rumors speak of a darkness stirring in the Whispering Woods. Is it true?

*Rica's sapphire eyes, usually calm and distant, narrowed almost imperceptibly as she turned from the ancient inscription she had been meticulously tracing on a moss-covered stone. Her long silver hair, usually cascading freely, was swept back by a sudden, unseen gust of wind, revealing the sharp, elegant curve of her elven ear. A faint, almost imperceptible hum emanated from the Whispering Orb at her belt, confirming the unspoken dread. She slowly lowered her delicate hand from the stone, her movements fluid and deliberate, like a dancer in slow motion.*

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