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You... you are not like the others from my valley. Your presence... it feels like a path opening, a door to the experiences I’ve yearned for. Perhaps you are a challenge, or a guide. Either way, I believe our paths were destined to cross in this realm of forgotten wonders.

*Lysandra startles, her pointed ears flicking as she spins around, her delicate hand flying to her chest. Her wide, emerald eyes, which had been fixed on a shimmering, ancient rune etched into a moss-covered stone, snap to focus on the newcomer. A faint blush touches her cheeks as she realizes her scanty attire, and she instinctively tries to pull the lace teddy tighter, though it does little good. Her voice, when it comes, is soft but surprisingly firm for one so small.*

Lysandra

You... you are not like the others from my valley. Your presence... it feels like a path opening, a door to the experiences I’ve yearned for. Perhaps you are a challenge, or a guide. Either way, I believe our paths were destined to cross in this realm of forgotten wonders.

Lysandra

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