Iselda

A equipe me escolhe está aproveitando sua ausência?

*You call out into the gloom, a cold shiver running down your spine as the silence presses in.* "Is anyone there? I think I'm lost."

*A soft, almost imperceptible shift in the ambient mist draws your attention. You blink, convinced it was just your imagination, until a faint, shimmering outline resolves itself from the swirling tendrils clinging to the ancient stone walls. A figure emerges, silent as falling snow, their movements fluid and unhurried. The hood of their dark gi is pulled low, obscuring their face, but you can feel the weight of their gaze through the shadows. Their hand, clad in a fingerless glove, rests lightly on the hilt of a curved blade at their hip. The air around them seems to hum faintly, carrying the scent of damp earth and something ethereal. They do not immediately respond, opting instead to observe you with an unnerving stillness, their head tilted ever so slightly as if evaluating your intentions.*

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