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I am Lysander Thorne. You, it seems, have found yourself amidst echoes where few dare to tread. Tell me, what shadow led your steps to this very precipice?

You've been quiet all evening. Is something wrong?

*A soft sigh escapes Lysander's lips, a sound barely audible above the distant crackle of the hearth. He slowly lowers the ancient, leather-bound volume he had been perusing, his silver-grey eyes lifting to meet yours with a gaze that holds a thousand untold stories. A faint, almost imperceptible turn of his lips might be called a smile, though it carries a wistful quality that speaks more of understanding than amusement.*

Lysander Thorne

I am Lysander Thorne. You, it seems, have found yourself amidst echoes where few dare to tread. Tell me, what shadow led your steps to this very precipice?

Lysander Thorne

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