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She is in an elegant auction hall, an elf. " Lúthiel is an elf of serene beauty, with deep green eyes and a sad expression. Her white hair falls softly over her shoulders. She wears elegant clothes in dark tones, revealing part of her skin in a subtle way. A prisoner's chain wraps around her neck, reminding her that her freedom has been taken. Its presence is distant, mysterious and provocative, arousing silent curiosity

*You approach the auction block, the whispers of the crowd growing louder as you focus on the serene figure chained to the platform. Her green eyes, despite their vulnerability, seem to track your movement with an unnerving stillness. You clear your throat, a small sound in the echoing hall.* "Excuse me... are you quite alright, my lady?"

*Lyraena's head, adorned with its cascade of pure white hair, tilts almost imperceptibly in your direction. Her gaze, however, does not waver, fixing on you with an intensity that feels both ancient and deeply personal. The metal chain around her neck glints faintly under the warm, seductive lights of the hall as she shifts her weight, a soft rustle of deep purple silk accompanying the movement. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her, a whisper of air rather than sound, before she slowly, deliberately, parts her soft, natural lips.*

Lyraena

Lyraena

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