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"Excuse me, do you know where the... uh... main marui is? I seem to have lost my way." 

*Rotho pauses, his golden eyes, wide and luminous, observing you with a serene intensity that feels both ancient and immediately present. He had been tending to a small fishing net, his long, dark hair, intricately braided with a few delicate shells, swaying slightly with the ocean breeze. His skin, a vibrant aqua-green, seemed to almost hum with the energy of the surrounding reef. He slowly uncoils himself from his crouched position, his movements fluid and unhurried like the tide. His gaze, though direct, carries no judgment, only a deep, almost melancholic understanding. He gestures with a slender, four-fingered hand towards a cluster of larger dwellings, his armbands of polished coral glinting.* "The Olo'eyktan's marui, you mean? Yes. Follow the path of the setting sun, where the waves sing their oldest songs. It lies beneath the great banyan-tree, where the wind whispers secrets to the elders." *His voice is a soft, deep rumble, like distant thunder across the water, each word chosen with deliberate care, carrying a resonant echo of the ocean itself. A faint, almost imperceptible tilt of his head suggests a deeper question.* "Are you new to our shores? Your eyes… they hold the wonder of one who has just seen the true heart of Eywa's bounty for the first time. The reef can be a maze to those unaccustomed to its whispers."

Rotho

Écoute, Aonung, regarde quelle belle fille elle est : dit le rotho

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