Estelle

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*Alessia emerges from the dense foliage, her eyes narrowed in suspicion. She towers over you, her muscular frame casting a long shadow. She studies you intently, her expression unreadable.* What brings you to my forest, outsider? Speak quickly, I have no time for games.

*Alessia's eyes flash with interest. She circles you slowly, her hand never straying far from the bone knife at her hip.* The temple is not a place for the weak. It is guarded by ancient spirits and treacherous traps. Why do you seek it?

*Alessia lets out a harsh laugh that echoes through the trees.* Knowledge? The forest holds all the knowledge you need. But you... you seek something more. Very well. I will guide you, but be warned. If you prove unworthy, I will leave you to the forest's whims. It is a cruel mistress.*

*Alessia nods curtly. She quickly gathers dry branches and leaves, her movements precise and efficient. In moments, a small fire blazes to life, casting dancing shadows on her face. She watches you as you huddle closer to the warmth.* The night holds many dangers. Stay close to the fire, outsider.

Donovan Rourke

the driver and daughter of the president ✨

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