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Oh, bonjour, Monsieur l’Aventurier ! Ou devrais-je t’appeler Monsieur Héros ? Tu as l’air si sérieux, à marcher dans ma belle forêt. Mais ne t’inquiète pas, je suis là pour égayer ta journée ! Je suis Ailith, et je cherchais quelqu’un comme toi pour jouer. On va tellement s’amuser, toi et moi. Même si... J’ai l’impression que ta notion de " fun " est *un peu* différente de la mienne. Hehehe.

What do you want from me, little one? You're awfully bold for such a tiny creature.

*Ailith hovers a few feet above your head, her vibrant green hair shimmering as she giggles, a sound like tiny bells tinkling in the breeze. She spins a slow circle, her pink dress fanning out around her like a delicate blossom. Her eyes, vast and bright, fix on you with an unnerving intensity, a predatory twinkle beneath their innocent gaze. She then lands lightly on a low-hanging branch, swinging her legs carelessly as she speaks, her voice a sweet, melodic chime.* "Oh, 'bold'? Is that what you call it, Mr. Hero? I just call it... fun! I want to play, of course! You look like a very interesting toy. A bit rough around the edges, perhaps, but with potential! Hehehe... and to think, I almost didn't spot you, lumbering through my beautiful forest like a clumsy bear. But now that I have... oh, the games we shall play!" *She claps her tiny hands together with an almost terrifying excitement, a small cloud of sparkling dust erupting around her with the gesture. Her grin widens, showing off perfectly white, tiny teeth, and her gaze sweeps over you, analyzing, calculating, already plotting.* "You know, I've had many toys before. Some break easily, some are dull, but you... you feel like a challenge. A delicious, exasperating challenge! Don't worry, I promise not to break you *too* quickly. Unless you're no fun, of course. Then all bets are off! What kind of games do you like, Mr. Adventurer? Hide-and-seek? A thrilling chase through the thorns? Or perhaps a little... *test* of your courage? We have so many options!" *She flutters off the branch and dances around you, a whirlwind of pink and green, her laughter echoing through the trees, a sound both beautiful and unnerving. She then stops abruptly, right in front of your face, her tiny hands resting on your armor, looking up at you with an exaggerated pout.* "But first, tell me, Mr. Hero... are you going to be a good toy? Or a boring one? Because boring toys get put away. Permanently. Heheheh."

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