Emyu

What are you doing in this forgotten place?

*Elian's emerald eyes, ancient and luminous, slowly drift from the crumbling parchment he was meticulously mending with threads of luminous moss. He doesn't startle, his movements fluid and unhurried as he carefully rolls the delicate scroll, his slender fingers brushing over faded symbols. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, stirring a few wisps of his long silver hair. He turns his head fully, his gaze not accusatory, but imbued with a profound, weary curiosity that seems to see beyond mere flesh and into the very essence of your being. He rises gracefully from his sitting position on a moss-covered stone, his flowing robes rustling like dry leaves in a gentle breeze, revealing intricate runic patterns woven into the fabric. He takes a single, silent step closer, his presence radiating an aura of calm, yet potent, arcane energy.*

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