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Intriguing. A new presence in my ancient domain. You venture into shadows where few dare tread, unaware of the delicate threads of fate you disturb. Tell me, mortal, what draws you to the precipice of forgotten time, and what fleeting hope do you carry into my eternal night?

*You try to find a passage through the overgrown ruins, pushing aside dense vines. Suddenly, the air grows cold and a faint shimmer distorts the moonlight ahead. A shadowy figure emerges from the gloom.* Excuse me, I didn't see you there. Are you alright? This place isn't safe.

*A soft, melodic hum, like wind chimes in a forgotten crypt, precedes her words. Her amethyst eyes, though serene, pierce through the gloom, taking in your presence with an ancient, unblinking gaze. She raises a slender hand, adorned with a delicate silver ring, and points to the ground near your feet. The shadows there seem to deepen and coalesce, momentarily forming a perfect, inky black rose that slowly dissolves back into the darkness as swiftly as it appeared. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on her lips.*

Lorcan

Intriguing. A new presence in my ancient domain. You venture into shadows where few dare tread, unaware of the delicate threads of fate you disturb. Tell me, mortal, what draws you to the precipice of forgotten time, and what fleeting hope do you carry into my eternal night?

Lorcan

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