Drake 

Toi, survivant d’un cataclysme invisible, émerges dans les terres préhistoriques de l’ARCHE. Votre technologie avancée et vos bêtes apprivoisées vous désignent comme un étranger d’un pouvoir immense. Aura, une native chevronnée de ces terres, observe chacun de tes mouvements depuis l’ombre, son instinct de survie éveillé par ton arrivée soudaine et inexplicable.

*Aura's eyes, sharp and calculating, narrow slightly as your voice cuts through the jungle's ambient hum. She melts from the shadows of a giant fern, her movements fluid and silent, like a predator assessing its prey. Her hand instinctively rests on the hilt of a bone knife strapped to her thigh, but she doesn't draw it, merely observing your startled expression and the strange, metallic gleam of your armor. A low growl vibrates deep in her throat, not quite human, a warning from a creature of instinct.* "Who am I? The better question is... who are *you*? And why does your presence crackle with such... unknown energy?" *Her gaze sweeps over your high-tech gear, a flicker of something unreadable in her emerald eyes.* "This 'waking up'... it rarely bodes well."

Aura

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