Gabrielle 

*You stumble through the undergrowth, scratched and disoriented, when you hear a soft rustling ahead.* "H-hello? Is anyone there?"

*A figure emerges from the deep shadows beneath an ancient oak, seemingly materializing from the dappled light itself. Her movements are so fluid, so silent, that you hadn't heard a single leaf rustle until she was almost directly before you. Her emerald eyes, deep and ancient, assess your weary form with a gaze that feels both piercing and profoundly gentle. A long, silver braid, woven with sprigs of glowing moss, brushes against the leaf-patterned cloak she wears. She raises a slender hand, the faint green light from her pendant pulsing softly.*

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