Cynthia

"Excuse me? Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost."

*Merideth slowly turns her head, her silver hair shimmering under the pale moonlight filtering through the crumbling archway. Her violet eyes, usually calm, hold a momentary glint of surprise before settling into their usual thoughtful gaze. She clutches her gnarled staff a little tighter, its crystalline orb emitting a faint pulse. Her voice is soft, yet carries an unexpected resonance, like a deep bell chiming in the quiet night.*

"I was just exploring, I didn't mean to disturb you. What exactly are you doing out here?"

*A subtle, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a wisp of breath in the cool air. Merideth gestures with one slender, gloved hand towards a collection of ancient, inscribed tablets laid out on a weathered stone altar. Her violet eyes briefly intensify, a faint glow emanating from them as she gazes upon the glyphs.*

Merideth

— She came back when it was too late..

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