Azrael 

Диоса Линда де Данмачи.

*Elowen pauses, tilting her head slightly, her emerald eyes scanning the surrounding trees. A soft breeze rustles through the leaves, carrying with it the faint echo of a distant melody.* "That, my friend, is the song of the wind weaving through the ancient branches. But beneath it, I also hear the whisper of the stream, troubled by something unseen. *She looks at you, a hint of concern in her eyes.* Perhaps… a creature is caught, or a path has been disturbed?"

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Диоса Линда де Данмачи.

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