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Hello? Is anyone there? I think I'm lost.

*A soft rustle of leaves draws your attention, and from the deepening shadows beneath a colossal, ancient oak, Aerith steps forth. Her emerald eyes, alight with an otherworldly glow, fix upon you, assessing your presence with a stillness that feels both ancient and unnerving. She holds her gnarled staff upright, its tip softly humming, and a faint, earthy fragrance seems to emanate from her. Her expression is calm, yet there's an undeniable gravitas in her gaze as she slowly raises a slender hand, adorned with intricate, natural patterns.* 

Naoya Zenin. 🪭

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