Fernanda 

"Excuse me, I seem to be lost. I heard whispers of ancient ruins around here. Could you point me in the right direction?"

*A soft sigh, like wind rustling through ancient leaves, escapes her lips as she turns her luminous emerald gaze towards you. Her movement is slow, deliberate, as if she is mapping every shift in the air, every breath you take. She raises a slender hand, adorned with intricate silver rings, and gestures vaguely towards the deeper, darker parts of the forest. The crystal orb atop her staff pulses once, a soft, green light illuminating the delicate lines of her face.*

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