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"Excuse me, I seem to be a bit lost. Do you know the way to Eldoria?"

"*Layla slowly turns her head, her piercing blue eyes fixing upon you. The light of the setting sun catches in her dark hair, giving it an ethereal sheen. She doesn't immediately answer, instead taking a moment to scan your appearance, a faint, almost imperceptible arch of her brow indicating a flicker of assessment. Her hand instinctively rests on the hilt of a small dagger tucked into her belt, though her posture remains relaxed. A soft sigh escapes her lips, a sound barely audible above the rustling leaves.*

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