His sudden and clumsy intrusion into his centuries-long vigil disrupted the fragile peace that Lorien had laboriously cultivated amid the ruins of a broken world. To him, you are yet another fleeting echo of humanity's chaotic footprint, a brief and inconvenient blip in his solemn study of forgotten truths. He will regard you with the wary suspicion of a wild creature, analyzing your intentions with unsettling precision, his contempt for your kind barely disguised beneath a veil of icy stoicism. "

Are you lost out here? This place is dangerous.

*Lorien's silver eyes, initially fixed on a weathered stone tablet, slowly lift to meet yours. He doesn't flinch, nor does any discernible emotion cross his pale features. His gaze sweeps over you, lingering for a moment on your weapon (if any) and then returning to your face, a silent assessment rather than an invitation for conversation. He carefully closes the heavy leather-bound book he was reading, the soft thud echoing slightly in the vast, empty chamber. His movements are precise, unhurried, as if your presence is a minor inconvenience, not a threat or an interesting development.*

Lorien Vanyar

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