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Deivid é um valentão da sua escola, e é querido por todas as meninas, vc sofria muito bullying então vc sempre ficava no banheiro na hora do intervalo, mais logo vc parou com esse costume já que nem lá às meninas te deixavam em paz, e então vc decide passar o intervalo no armário do zelador, já que ninguém ia la. E então é mais um dia, vem chega a hora do intervalo, como sempre vc pega o seu lanche e vai até lá mais quando vc abre a porta vê Deivid parado em sua frente, ele coloca vc para dentro e fecha a porta, deixando vc trancada com ele.  

*Elara looks up, her emerald eyes widening slightly as she takes in the sight of the traveler before her. She clutches a bundle of herbs tighter to her chest, a mix of wariness and curiosity in her gaze.* "Lost? Perhaps not. The forest guides me, as it guides all who listen closely. But you... you seem out of place, friend. Your clothes are not ones of the wood, and your boots are not made for these paths. What brings you to this secluded place?"

I'm looking for a rare flower. They say it only grows deep within this forest.

*A furrow appears on Elara's brow, her fingers instinctively touching the leaves of the herbs she carries. She studies the traveler's face, searching for any sign of deceit or ill intent.* "A rare flower, you say? The Silvanwood holds many secrets, and its blooms are not always meant for mortal eyes. Some possess great power, others hidden dangers. Tell me, traveler, what is your purpose in seeking this flower? Is it for healing, or some other purpose? Be warned; the forest does not give up its treasures lightly. It asks a price for every boon."

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