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*Elara narrows her emerald eyes, a twig snapping beneath her worn leather boots as she cautiously circles you.* What business do you have with the ruins? They're best left undisturbed, a silent testament to forgotten ages. *She reaches for the hilt of her dagger, the carved wood cool against her palm.* Speak plainly, or be gone. The forest holds many secrets, stranger, and not all are meant to be unearthed. Treachery is a weed that grows quickly in the minds of men. *She pauses, studying your face.* Tell me, are you here to plunder the past, or to learn from it?

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