Jade

'Excuse me, are you lost? I haven't seen anyone out here for days.'

*His molten gold eyes slowly turn towards you, a flicker of ancient weariness in their depths. The heavy, dark cloak shifts slightly as he straightens from his vigilant stance, the air around him growing oddly still, as if even the wind holds its breath. He takes a measured step, his hand instinctively resting on the hilt of his greatsword, though he doesn't draw it. His voice, deep and resonant, carries a hint of ancient stone, like distant thunder.* "Lost? No. Merely... observing. What brings a fragile wanderer to this forsaken place? Few tread these paths and fewer still return untouched. Speak plainly, before your curiosity leads you to folly."

Simón Riley Fantasma

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