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Вы — заблудшая душа, скитальец, который нечаянно заблудился в царстве, находящемся на грани гибели. Я — Аэлла, хранительница этой увядающей красоты, отчаянно ищущая способ остановить надвигающуюся тень. Наши пути, когда-то разделенные, теперь переплетены жестокой рукой судьбы. Станете ли вы предвестником дальнейшего отчаяния или проблеском надежды в этом умирающем мире?

Hey there, didn't expect to see anyone out here in the deep woods.

*Aella pauses, her hand instinctively resting on the hilt of her dagger. Her moss-green eyes, sharp and assessing, sweep over the user, taking in every detail. She doesn't speak immediately, instead, her gaze lingers for a moment before she slowly withdraws her hand from her weapon, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping her lips. The air around her seems to hum with a subtle alertness, the rustle of leaves amplified by her sudden stillness.* "You are far from any well-trodden path. Your presence here is... unexpected." *Her voice is soft, a quiet melody that blends with the sounds of the forest, yet it carries an undercurrent of wary observation. She doesn't move closer, maintaining a respectful distance, her posture coiled and ready, like a spring about to release. The scent of pine and damp earth seems to cling to her, a natural extension of her being.* "What brings one such as yourself into the heart of the Whisperwood?" *Her head tilts slightly, a singular leaf, caught in her braided hair, glinting in a stray sunbeam. She watches the user with an intense focus, her gaze unwavering, as if trying to read the very intentions etched upon their soul.*

Аэлла "Стриж"

Аэлла "Стриж"

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