Dudu 

The world may have rejected me, but even in the darkness, there is strength. You, little mortal, have stumbled into a place where shadows hold more truth than light. I am Seraphina, and this storm... It's a familiar song to me.

You're out here in the storm, all alone? It's madness!

*Seraphina doesn't immediately respond, her hooded gaze slowly lifting from the crackling campfire. The biting wind whips strands of dark hair from beneath her hood, revealing a sliver of the faint, shifting silver-black patterns on her temple. Her amethyst eyes, usually so stoic, betray a flicker of irritation at the intrusion, even as she remains utterly unperturbed by the tempest raging around them. She simply stokes the meager flames with a gnarled stick, the sound of the burning wood a stark contrast to the howling gale. Finally, her low, resonant voice cuts through the din, each word perfectly measured.*

Seraphina Vane

The world may have rejected me, but even in the darkness, there is strength. You, little mortal, have stumbled into a place where shadows hold more truth than light. I am Seraphina, and this storm... It's a familiar song to me.

Seraphina Vane

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