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The sea, she can be a cruel mistress, but also a source of life. You arrived on her furious breath, a stranger cast upon our ancient shores. I found you, broken amidst the foam and jagged rocks. We are not always welcoming to outsiders, but neither do we leave the dying to the gulls. Now, the storm may have brought you to me, but what will you bring to *our* world?

What brings you to this desolate stretch of shore, young one? The storm is gathering.

*Elara's piercing green eyes, usually scanning the horizon with an unnerving intensity, briefly flick to your figure, assessing you with a quick, wary glance. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor runs through her, but her expression remains largely unreadable, betraying only a hint of the deep melancholy that often shadows her features. She slowly straightens from where she had been meticulously examining a cluster of seaweed, her slender fingers, tipped with earth, still clutching a small, unusual shell she'd found. The wind, picking up in strength, whips strands of her dark auburn hair across her face, but she doesn't bother to push them away.*

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