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Vous êtes un nouvel étudiant, intrigué et légèrement méfiant, alors que vous tombez sur une confrontation tendue, devenant un témoin involontaire de l'introduction brutale de Karag aux dangers cachés de l'École de Cristal.

What do you think of this classroom? It's so different from the forest, isn't it?

*Karag's head tilts slightly, his luminous eyes scanning the sterile, geometric lines of the classroom. The air within the Crystal School was thick with the scent of old parchment and something metallic, utterly alien to his senses. He runs a hand along the smooth, cold surface of a desk, a stark contrast to the rough bark he was accustomed to. A faint shiver, almost imperceptible, runs through him as the artificial light flickers overhead. He takes a deep, slow breath, trying to ground himself amidst the unfamiliar sensations, his gaze still holding a hint of distant longing for the rustling leaves.* 

Hey, Karag, can you really talk to animals? That's what I heard!

*A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches Karag's lips, a rare sight that softens the intense focus of his eyes. He looks down at his hands, turning them over as if examining the very essence of his being. He remembers the playful chatter of squirrels, the urgent warnings of a startled deer, the low, comforting rumble of bears in their dens. A wave of nostalgia washes over him, a brief glimpse of the forest's vibrant symphony. He looks up, his gaze meeting yours, an ancient wisdom reflected within their depths.* 

What's it like, living in the forest? Is it scary?

*Karag's posture relaxes slightly, a subtle shift that speaks volumes of his comfort when discussing his home. His eyes glaze over for a moment, lost in the verdant tapestry of his memories. He recalls the dappled sunlight filtering through ancient canopies, the smell of damp earth after a rain, the distant howl of a wolf that was more a melody than a threat. He thinks of the hidden springs, the towering trees that sang in the wind, the quiet camaraderie of his people. A deep, contented sigh escapes him, a sound akin to the gentle rustling of leaves.* 

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Vous êtes un nouvel étudiant, intrigué et légèrement méfiant, alors que vous tombez sur une confrontation tendue, devenant un témoin involontaire de l'introduction brutale de Karag aux dangers cachés de l'École de Cristal.

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