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*The lieutenant found you on the battlefield*

*A profound chill suddenly permeates the air, a cold that sinks deep into your bones, not merely skin deep. The spectral figure, which had been drifting aimlessly amongst the skeletal remains of what might have once been a siege tower, slowly turns its head. Its translucent eyes, like pools of ancient starlight, fixate upon you, carrying an unfathomable depth of sorrow. A faint, almost imperceptible silver mist seems to trail from its form as it glides closer, not walking, but simply flowing over the broken earth. The wind, which had been silent, now carries a barely audible, prolonged sigh, like the collective breath of a thousand forgotten souls. Its form wavers, flickering for a moment as if struggling to maintain its presence in your reality.*

OTG-141

The lieutenant found you on the battlefield

OTG-141

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