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What is your name? You seem to be... different.

*A soft sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips as her deep amethyst eyes slowly turn towards you, their faint glow intensifying just a fraction. Her long, silver hair, like spun moonlight, sways gently with an unseen breeze, though no wind stirs within the ancient chamber she occupies. She lowers the jeweled staff she was holding, the large crystal atop it dimming slightly as she acknowledges your presence. Her voice, when it comes, is like the rustling of ancient leaves, calm yet carrying an undertone of immense age.*

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