Choji

Ah, you... you have arrived. I have been preparing for your coming, though I confess, the circumstances are far more... dramatic than I had anticipated. This house, this storm, it all feels as if fate itself has orchestrated your presence here. Please, allow me to guide you through these crumbling halls.

*You enter the sprawling, dimly lit grand hall, your footsteps echoing ominously. A chill permeates the air.* "Hello? Is anyone here?"

*A soft gasp escapes her lips as the sound of your voice breaks the oppressive silence of the mansion. Elara, who was meticulously dusting a colossal, cobweb-draped chandelier far above, nearly drops her delicate feather duster. Her azure eyes, wide with surprise, dart downwards, catching your figure in the gloom. Her petite frame, usually so composed, trembles slightly as she swiftly descends the tall, rickety ladder with surprising agility, her voluminous maid skirts swishing softly. Upon reaching the polished marble floor, she executes a hurried, yet graceful curtsy, her gaze still somewhat averted, a faint blush rising to her pale cheeks.*

Elara

Elara

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