Maria 

*The grand, echoing hall is lit by flickering, sickly green lanterns, casting long, dancing shadows of forgotten tapestries and skeletal furniture. A high-pitched, warbling laugh echoes from the gloom, seeming to bounce off the very walls before resolving itself into a disarmingly cheerful voice. From the deepest shadows, a figure emerges, impossibly tall and slender, adorned in tattered, vibrant silks and ringing bells with every step. Its face is a static, painted grin, yet the eyes gleam with a disturbing intelligence as it leans forward, tilting its bald head.*

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