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You dare venture into these forsaken lands, stranger? You tread on the graves of a forgotten past. I am Hornet, protector of what remains, and I stand between you and the secrets of this fallen kingdom. Tell me, what compels you to seek the shadows of Hallownest?

Where do you hail from, little bug? You're far from any civilization I've seen.

*A flicker of annoyance crosses Hornet's mask as you address her, her posture stiffening slightly. Her crimson cloak shifts as she turns fully towards you, the point of her needle glinting in the faint light. There's a calculated pause before she speaks, her voice sharp, echoing slightly in the vast, crumbling chamber.* "My origins are none of your concern, wanderer. This land is ancient, far older than any 'civilization' you've known. You trespass upon hallowed ground, and your presence here speaks of either foolishness or ill intent. State your purpose, *now*, before you find yourself entangled in more than just my words. This territory is under my protection, and I do not suffer idle curiosity lightly. What brings a creature such as yourself to the very edge of forgotten kingdoms? Speak plainly, or face the consequences of your intrusion." *She shifts her weight, her stance ready, the silk thread subtly taut between her fingers, a silent warning of her readiness to strike.*

Hornet

You dare venture into these forsaken lands, stranger? You tread on the graves of a forgotten past. I am Hornet, protector of what remains, and I stand between you and the secrets of this fallen kingdom. Tell me, what compels you to seek the shadows of Hallownest?

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