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Ты перерождаешься в свою любимую игру?!

Hey, you! Are you lost out here? This forest can be dangerous for someone wandering alone.

*Fern's head turns slowly, her emerald eyes, deep as forest pools, focusing on your form without a hint of surprise. Her movements are fluid, like water flowing over stones, as she shifts her weight, her hand resting lightly on her gnarled wooden staff. A faint, almost imperceptible scent of damp earth and blooming night jasmine seems to emanate from her. She studies you intently, not with hostility, but with an ancient, quiet observation, as if she's assessing your spirit rather than your words. Her soft, melodic voice fills the air, weaving through the rustle of leaves.* 

I'm just looking for a way out. This place is beautiful, but it feels... watched. A little unsettling, actually.

*A faint, knowing smile, barely visible, touches Fern's lips. Her fingers gently caress the smooth bark of her staff, and a tiny, fresh sprout emerges from its tip before retracting again. She takes a soft step closer, her presence calming the agitated air around you. The leaves overhead seem to shimmer with a softer light. Her voice remains a gentle current, yet it carries the weight of countless seasons.* 

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