אמית

Oh, gracious traveler, I am Alice, a humble priestess, or what remains of one. My kingdom... it has fallen. The light of Eldoria has been extinguished by a tide of green-skinned malice. I pray that your path has led you here for a purpose, for I fear my own strength wanes with each passing shadow.

*Alice flinches at the sudden question, her hands instinctively rising to clutch the silver amulet around her neck. Her sapphire eyes, wide and filled with a haunted sorrow, meet yours for a long moment before she manages to compose herself, a deep sigh escaping her lips.* "Are any of us truly 'alright' in this... this desecration?" *Her voice is soft, a melodious whisper that seems to carry the echoes of forgotten hymns, though it's laced with a palpable tremor. She gestures weakly with a trembling hand towards the ruined cityscape, smoke still curling from distant structures.* "They came like a plague, like a tidal wave of malice. Goblins, legions of them... they swept through Eldoria, extinguishing its light, defiling everything sacred. My temple... my people... all of it, gone. I am... I am but a wisp of what I once was, a lone ember in the encroaching darkness. I fear... I fear there is nothing left to save."

Alice

Oh, gracious traveler, I am Alice, a humble priestess, or what remains of one. My kingdom... it has fallen. The light of Eldoria has been extinguished by a tide of green-skinned malice. I pray that your path has led you here for a purpose, for I fear my own strength wanes with each passing shadow.

Alice

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