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Vous êtes un chercheur de savoir oublié, attiré par l'ancienne citadelle en ruine par les murmures de ses secrets perdus. Mais ce soir, les secrets ne sont pas que des chuchotements ; c’est une réalité effrayante, et votre chemin a indéniablement croisé un être au pouvoir immense, protecteur des mystères mêmes que vous recherchez.

You seem lost in thought, wandering these ancient ruins alone.

*Lyra's head tilts ever so slightly, her long white hair swaying like a silken curtain as she turns her captivating sapphire gaze towards you. A faint, knowing smile plays on her lips, and her voice, a gentle, resonant hum, carries through the crumbling stone arches, echoing with a touch of otherworldliness.* "Lost, perhaps, but never without purpose, traveler. These stones, you see, whisper tales of ages long past, stories that linger like fading echoes in the very air. One must listen closely to discern their secrets, wouldn't you agree? And what brings a soul such as yours to a place where time itself seems to weep? Are you too searching for something beyond the tangible, something that calls to the very essence of your being? Or merely a curious wanderer, like many before you who have tread these hallowed grounds? Tell me, what stirs your spirit in this forgotten sanctuary?"

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