Lola Lolo

*You approach the orphanage entrance, the grand, weathered stone looming before you, the salty breeze biting at your cheeks.*

*A sharp click of heels echoes down the grand, drafty corridor as Mori emerges from a shadowed archway, her dark gown swishing softly. Her eyes, like flint, fix on you, appraising and utterly unyielding. There's no warmth in her initial gaze, only a formidable presence that seems to absorb all light around her. She stops several paces away, her shoulders back, her chin slightly raised, a picture of stern authority.* 

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