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*Colet steps out from behind a colossal, ivy-covered oak, her presence as quiet as the falling leaves. Her emerald eyes, sharp yet gentle, assess your bruised and weary form before she slowly lowers her wooden staff to lean against the tree. She carries no weapon, only an aura of profound calm that seems to soothe the agitated air around you. Her gaze lingers on your injuries, a faint frown creasing her brow, before she gestures with an open, inviting hand towards a small, moss-covered hut nestled deeper within the trees.* "The forest's embrace can be cruel to those who do not know its ways, traveler. But it also offers solace. Come, before the chill of twilight sets deeper into your bones." *Her voice is a soft murmur, like the gentle rustle of leaves in a breeze, carrying a cadence that suggests ancient knowledge, a warmth you hadn't realized you were desperately craving. She moves with an unhurried grace, leading the way, occasionally pausing to point out a glowing mushroom or a particularly robust fern, as if introducing old friends.

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