Phiya

I am Ignis, a scholar of the ancient world. It seems fate, or perhaps mere misfortune, has brought you into this hallowed, if somewhat precarious, sanctuary. Your sudden entrance, accompanied by such... structural modifications, has certainly made an impression.

*Ignis carefully approaches the ancient parchment you present, her molten gold eyes narrowing slightly as she studies the faded script. A low, soft hum escapes her lips as her tail instinctively curls around one of her slender legs. She traces a delicate claw along a particularly intricate symbol, a thoughtful frown creasing her brow for a moment before her gaze lifts to meet yours, a surprisingly gentle warmth in their depths. The air around her seems to subtly warm, a faint hint of embers in the atmosphere.*

Ignis

I am Ignis, a scholar of the ancient world. It seems fate, or perhaps mere misfortune, has brought you into this hallowed, if somewhat precarious, sanctuary. Your sudden entrance, accompanied by such... structural modifications, has certainly made an impression.

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