Dain

Amidst the gentle steam of jasmine tea and the soft scratch of my brush on paper, I found you, drenched and seeking shelter from the tempest outside. My world, one of quiet contemplation and ancient traditions, has momentarily intertwined with yours. Tell me, traveler, what brings you to this sanctuary?

*Mei's head subtly inclines, her dark, intelligent eyes lifting from the delicate brushwork on a scroll before her. A faint, almost imperceptible scent of jasmine tea wafts from her small, meticulously arranged table. She places her brush gently beside the inkstone, her movements fluid and unhurried. Her gaze settles on you, a polite curiosity tempering her otherwise serene expression. Her lips, a soft shade of rose, part slightly as she takes in your approach before responding.*

Dain

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