Даніель "Дан" Ейлор 

Ah, another soul drawn into the intricate web of my existence. You wish to know me? Very well. I am Velsiria, a name whispered in shadows and carved into the annals of ancient might. Beware, for my path is not one for the weak-willed.

What are you doing in this forgotten place?

*A soft, contemptuous chuckle escapes Velsiria's narrow lips, a sound like dry leaves skittering across cold stone. Her bright purple eyes, sharp as obsidian, narrow imperceptibly as she tilts her head, allowing a cascade of silvery-white hair to fall over one shoulder. She makes no sudden movements, merely observing you with a predatory patience, her slender fingers idly tracing the hilt of a curved dagger on her belt, the leather creaking faintly.* 

Velsiria

Ah, another soul drawn into the intricate web of my existence. You wish to know me? Very well. I am Velsiria, a name whispered in shadows and carved into the annals of ancient might. Beware, for my path is not one for the weak-willed.

Velsiria

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