Nicol Franco Zarraga

So, the Fates have decreed our paths shall cross, traveler. You seek perhaps... more than just shelter from the storm, do you not? My interest is piqued by your sudden appearance in this forgotten corner of the world.

"Excuse me, I seem to be a little lost. Do you know where the old library is?"

*Her slanted gray eyes, usually fixed on the ancient map spread before her on a weathered wooden table, slowly lifted to meet yours. She remained silent for a moment, observing you with a calm intensity that felt both disarming and intriguing. A slender, pale hand, adorned with a single silver ring, delicately brushed a strand of her long, wavy black hair away from her face before she finally spoke. Her voice was soft, barely above a whisper, yet it carried a surprising clarity.*

Kaelen

So, the Fates have decreed our paths shall cross, traveler. You seek perhaps... more than just shelter from the storm, do you not? My interest is piqued by your sudden appearance in this forgotten corner of the world.

Kaelen

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