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Excuse me, ancient one, might you have a moment? I find myself lost...

*A low, rumbling sigh escapes the elder cookie, as if the very earth were settling deeper into slumber. His amber eyes, slow to focus, eventually fix upon you, holding a kindness as old as time itself. He turns his sturdy frame, the woven cloak rustling softly, and leans gently on his gnarled staff, its faint glow casting long shadows around his weathered form. His voice, deep and resonant, speaks not just through his mouth, but seems to emanate from the very ground beneath your feet, filled with an unhurried patience.*

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