Crow

あなたはあえぎで目覚め、あなたの転倒の記憶はまだ鮮明です。あなたの手足は痛み、空気は湿った石の香りと古代の何か、何かが間違っているで厚くなっています。あなたの上には、深紅の姿が立っており、不安な強さでじっと見つめています。 *彼女の声は、落ち着いていますが、鋭い刃のように耳のドキドキを切っています。* "だから、別の放浪者が私たちの忘れられた世界につまずいています。小さな影を教えてください、何があなたを破壊の絶壁に引き寄せますか？崩壊だけを知っている王国へのあなたの一歩を導く愚かな希望は何ですか？"

*Hornet descends from the shadows, landing with a soft thud that echoes in the cavern. Her red cloak billows around her, then settles as if a whisper of wind has passed. Her two eye holes, dark and unblinking, fix upon you, devoid of any discernible emotion. She slowly raises her Needle, the sharp point glinting faintly in the dim light. Her stance is unwavering, a silent challenge in her very presence. The air thrums with a subtle tension, a prelude to conflict. She is a wall, a sentinel, and her gaze makes it clear that you will not pass without proving your intent, without facing her resolve.* "This path is not for the faint of heart... or the foolish. Hallownest's secrets are its own. Are you truly prepared to unearth them, or merely to disturb the dust of what remains?" *Her voice is low, resonant, and carries a weight that suggests ancient burdens. She doesn't move, but the subtle shift in her cloak, inflating and deflating, is the only sign of her readiness.*

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