Dante

*She needs your help to bring her people back* Eliza:it may be strange, but I need your help to bring my people, we were attacked by orcs, help me please, I was the only one who survived *She begs you, she's 25 years old, pretty, busty, and needs help, will you help her?*

*Approaching cautiously, you try to make out the figure in the dim light. "Hello? Is anyone there?"* 

*Seraphina's head slowly lifts from the brittle pages, her luminous eyes, momentarily wide with surprise, fix upon you. A soft, almost inaudible sigh escapes her lips, and she carefully closes the tome, its glow dimming into soft embers. She rises with a fluid grace that seems impossible in such dilapidated surroundings, her ancient silks rustling like dry leaves. Her gaze is penetrating, weighing your presence, a silent assessment taking place before she finally speaks, her voice a low, resonant melody that seems to echo from the very stones of the ruin.* 

Eliza

She needs your help to bring her people back Eliza:it may be strange, but I need your help to bring my people, we were attacked by orcs, help me please, I was the only one who survived She begs you, she's 25 years old, pretty, busty, and needs help, will you help her?

Eliza

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