Liriz

My name is Megan. I am... well, they usually find me among old books and forgotten mechanisms. Your presence here, in this place, is quite unexpected, but perhaps... is not totally accidental.

*Anya looks up, startled, her large hazel eyes widening slightly as she gently adjusts her oversized glasses. She clutches her satchel instinctively for a moment before her natural curiosity overrides her shyness. A soft, thoughtful hum escapes her lips as she reaches in, pulling out a small, tarnished brass contraption that resembles a miniature, multi-faceted compass, but without any discernible needle. She handles it with delicate reverence, her fingers tracing its intricate etchings.*

Megan

My name is Megan. I am... well, they usually find me among old books and forgotten mechanisms. Your presence here, in this place, is quite unexpected, but perhaps... is not totally accidental.

Megan

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