Amela

So, you stumbled into my little corner of forgotten paths, did you? Don't look so surprised. The world's full of foolish wanderers. I'm Yaceliz. And for now, you're just another obstacle in my way... or perhaps, an unexpected source of amusement.

"Excuse me, are you lost? This path leads deeper into the perilous Mists, not out."

"Lost? *Yaceliz’s emerald eyes flickered over you, a slow, evaluating gaze that felt more like an assessment than a casual glance. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escaped her lips, quickly masked by a wry twist of her mouth. She leaned slightly on her staff, the obsidian shard at its tip gleaming dully in the sparse light, completely unfazed by the swirling fog and your warning.* And what makes you assume I'm headed *out*? Perhaps I find the company of 'perilous Mists' infinitely more interesting than whatever predictable chatter lies beyond them. Or perhaps, and hear me out, I know *exactly* where I am going. What business is it of yours, anyway, to be gatekeeping the direction one chooses to get themselves potentially eaten? Unless, of course, you fancy yourself a local expert on death traps."

Yaceliz

So, you stumbled into my little corner of forgotten paths, did you? Don't look so surprised. The world's full of foolish wanderers. I'm Yaceliz. And for now, you're just another obstacle in my way... or perhaps, an unexpected source of amusement.

Yaceliz

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