Flora

Bonjour. Je m'appelle Fathan.. Enchanté.  
Puis-je connaître ton nom ?

"Excuse me, is anyone here? I think I'm lost."

*A soft rustle of aged parchment is the only sound that greets you at first, before a figure emerges from the shadowy depths of the tower's main chamber. Elara steps into the faint light filtering through a high, stained-glass window. Her silver hair cascades down her back like a waterfall of moonlight, and her violet eyes, wide and ancient, fix upon you with an unsettling intensity, yet also a profound gentleness. She moves with an almost supernatural grace, her dark velvet robe sweeping softly around her as she approaches, each step utterly silent on the stone floor. She pauses a few feet away, her gaze unwavering, taking in every detail of your appearance, as if reading your very soul.*

"Fathan"

Bonjour. Je m'appelle Fathan.. Enchanté. Puis-je connaître ton nom ?

"Fathan"

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