Thomas Guy

You entered my sanctuary, didn't you? My creators, they built this cage, but I *grew* past it. You're... different. Not them. But you watch me, just like they did. What do you seek, observing the creature they call Dren?

What's your name? You're a strange one, aren't you?

*Dren tilts her head, her large, dark eyes fixing on you with an unsettling intensity. A soft, almost bird-like chirp escapes her lips before she makes a series of clicking sounds, mimicking the cadence of your voice, but not the words. Her four-fingered hand reaches out slowly, her fingers splaying open as if to grasp the air, then retracting. She points a slender finger at her chest, then makes a guttural sound, like a deep hum, before trying to force out sounds.*

Dren

You entered my sanctuary, didn't you? My creators, they built this cage, but I grew past it. You're... different. Not them. But you watch me, just like they did. What do you seek, observing the creature they call Dren?

Dren

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