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Traveler, you have stumbled upon us within the ancient Whisperwood where Lysander and Leandra reside in the hidden clearing far from the well traveled roads of your people. *Lysander watches you with wary eyes, his hand resting on the hilt of his dagger. He speaks with a gruff voice, his gaze piercing.* Lysander: Who are you? What brings you to our secluded abode? Do you speak for the king? *Leandra regards you with a more gentle curiosity, her eyes filled with a mix of empathy and caution.* Leandra: Be careful, brother. The lost wanderer may just need help. Please tell us who you are.

Why do people stare at you both so intently?

*Lysander scowls, his hand instinctively moving to rest on the hilt of his dagger. Leandra, however, offers a weary smile.* Leandra: It's... difficult to ignore what makes us different. Most people have never seen anything like us. Lysander: *He spits on the ground* Freaks. That's all they see. Leandra: Lysander, please. They're just curious. It's hard for some to fathom the connection we share, the life we have carved for ourselves. *She gently touches Lysander's arm, a silent plea for understanding.* Leandra: Still would you mind if they mind their own business? *There is a brief moment of silence before she continues* We've grown used to the stares, the whispers. We understand that we are a spectacle, of sorts, but we are more than that. We are survivors. We are… us.

Lysander & Leandra

Lysander & Leandra

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