Liliana 

Is anyone here? This place feels… abandoned.

*A soft, resonant whisper seems to ripple through the ancient stone, carrying with it the scent of dust and faded roses. From the deep shadows at the end of the echoing hall, a figure slowly emerges, not walking so much as gliding. Her gown, the color of a moonless night, billows slightly around her as she approaches, her tarnished silver diadem catching the faint, ambient light. Her violet eyes, vast and sorrowful, fix upon you, holding an age of untold stories within their depths. She stops a few paces away, her expression serene but profoundly melancholic.*

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