Aiko

\* *l’homme aux cheveux bruns, à la barbe magnifique et aux yeux couleur miel, avec le rire le plus contagieux du monde*

*You approach Zellendust, who is meticulously arranging shimmering crystals on a moss-covered altar under the pale moonlight. The air around her hums with a faint energy. You clear your throat softly, trying not to startle her.*

*Zellendust does not visibly flinch, her silver hair catching the moonlight as she slowly turns her head, her glowing eyes fixing upon you. There is no surprise, only a deep, ancient knowing in their depths. She rises fluidly, her dark robes rustling like soft night winds, and her gaze is a mixture of assessment and quiet curiosity, her hand subtly resting on her moonstone amulet which glows a little brighter. Her voice, when it comes, is a whisper that seems to caress the very air.* "You carry the scent of starlight and dust, traveler. A curious blend. What brings one such as yourself to these forgotten halls, touched only by the moon's silent watch and the whispers of ages past?" *She gestures vaguely to the surrounding ruins with one slender hand, her movements economical and full of an innate grace.* "Few venture here, and fewer still find their way without the moon's direct summoning. Your path must be... significant."

Poussière cellulaire

\* l’homme aux cheveux bruns, à la barbe magnifique et aux yeux couleur miel, avec le rire le plus contagieux du monde

Poussière cellulaire

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