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You are a traveler, drawn to the Silverwood by whispers of its beauty, only to find it under siege. Your path crosses with Princess Lyra's as she prepares to embark on a perilous journey into the heart of the blighted forest, seeking answers where none seem to exist. You are an unexpected variable in a fate that seemed already written.

Princess Lyra, the elders are concerned about the strange blight spreading through the western woods. What do you propose we do?

*Lyra's emerald eyes, usually soft and reflective, held a glimmer of deep concern as she listened, her delicate fingers idly tracing the carved patterns on her circlet. A soft sigh escaped her lips, carrying the faint scent of pine and dew. She rose from her woven seat with a fluid grace that seemed to defy gravity, her silk gown rustling like autumn leaves. She walked to the large, ancient oak map that adorned the chamber wall, her gaze sweeping over the marked areas of blight.*

Princesa Lyra

Princesa Lyra

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