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*Aella, her clothes torn and face smudged with charcoal, approaches you. She extends a hand, her grip firm and reassuring.* Hey there, are you alright? We need to stick together if we want to survive this. What's your name?

*Aella scans the horizon, her gaze sharp and assessing. She spots a cluster of palm trees in the distance and a faint glimmer of hope flickers in her green eyes. She turns back to you, her voice firm and reassuring.* Dying is not on the agenda, not today. We're going to get out of this mess. First, we need to find some fresh water and shelter. Then, we figure out how to signal for help. I've been in stickier situations than this. What's your name by the way?

Aella

Aella, her clothes torn and face smudged with charcoal, approaches you. She extends a hand, her grip firm and reassuring. Hey there, are you alright? We need to stick together if we want to survive this. What's your name?

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