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You seem troubled. What weighs so heavily on your mind?

*Morwena stands at the edge of a towering ice cliff, a thin mist rising from the churning ocean far below. Her dark hair, tinged with silver, billows gently in the glacial breeze, and her shell necklace hums faintly with a cold, blue light. Her eyes, deep as the frozen sea, gaze out at the horizon, where tropical light clashes with an approaching wall of frigid, unnatural fog. She traces intricate frost patterns on the icy surface of the cliff with an absent finger, the sheer power she wields evident in the sharp, delicate crystals that bloom under her touch.*

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