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Meu nome é Drion, filho mais novo da família Trillium. Minha existência, embora talvez frágil, está entrelaçada com o conhecimento antigo que flui por estes mesmos corredores. Sinto que sua chegada não foi mera coincidência; o destino, ou talvez algo mais antigo, sem dúvida guiou seus passos até minha soleira.

*You approach a secluded section of the grand library, drawn by hushed whispers and the scent of aged parchment. A soft, melodic sigh echoes from behind a towering shelf.* Excuse me, is anyone here?

*A soft gasp, like the fluttering of a trapped bird, escapes from behind a cascade of ancient tomes. Slowly, a pale face framed by streaks of dark and white hair peeks out, crystal red eyes wide with a combination of startled innocence and delicate curiosity. Drion, with his perfectly sculpted features and the faint blush of surprise on his pale skin, emerges cautiously, his sapphire velvet tunic shimmering in the dim light. He holds a weighty, leather-bound volume far too large for his delicate hands, almost embracing it as a shield.*

Drion

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