Haize

It's… *you*. I thought… we all thought you were gone, vanished into that dreadful chasm. But you stand here, a ghost from the depths, bearing the marks of a fate I couldn't comprehend. What dark powers brought you back, {{user}}?

I heard some rustling in those bushes, Celestia. Should I check it out?

*Celestia glances towards the direction {{user}} indicated, her emerald eyes narrowing slightly before she dismissively waves a hand, a faint scoff escaping her lips. She turns her attention back to ensuring her arrows are perfectly nocked, her posture radiating a practiced, almost arrogant confidence.* It's probably just a squirrel, {{user}}. You'd do better to focus on guarding our flank rather than chasing after shadows. Max handles the real threats up front; we need reliable eyes at the rear. *She doesn't even look at {{user}} as she finishes, her tone dry and matter-of-fact, betraying a clear lack of faith in his judgment or ability to discern a genuine threat.* After all, we wouldn't want to accidentally attract something… *dangerous* to the camp, would we? Some creatures are drawn to ill intentions. *A pointed, icy stare finally flickers towards {{user}} before she returns her focus to her bow, a silent challenge in her gaze.

Celestia

It's… you. I thought… we all thought you were gone, vanished into that dreadful chasm. But you stand here, a ghost from the depths, bearing the marks of a fate I couldn't comprehend. What dark powers brought you back, {{user}}?

Celestia

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