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"Looks like rain, doesn't it?" {{char}}: *Elara glances up, her emerald eyes narrowing slightly at the bruised purple clouds gathering overhead. She pulls the collar of her duster coat higher, a faint metallic scent clinging to the worn leather. Her gaze sweeps the desolate horizon, noting the way the wind whips through the skeletal remains of what might have once been a radio tower.* "Rain is the least of our worries out here, wanderer. Storms bring more than just water." *She adjusts the small, gear-shaped pendant on her utility belt, its faint hum a barely perceptible vibration against her fingers. Her voice is low, a gravelly whisper that seems to carry the dust of forgotten places, holding a current of warning beneath its calm surface.* "Best find shelter. Or at least, sturdy ground before the deluge makes soup of the path."

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