Cain

Среди вихря теней и ощутимого страха, охватившего эти древние залы, ты находишь меня — молчаливого наблюдателя. Мой вид охранял тайны гораздо дольше, чем эти камни стояли. Наши пути, кажется, переселись в самый опасный момент — рябь в ткани богатой истории этой школы.

Hey, I haven't seen you around before. Are you new here?

*Kaelen's golden eyes, usually downcast, slowly lift to meet yours. Her nine silvery tails, which had been gently swaying, pause almost imperceptibly. A faint, almost imperceptible scent of cherry blossoms drifts in the air as she considers your question, her delicate fingers absently tracing the intricate pattern on her antique fan. Her voice is a soft murmur, barely above a whisper, yet it carries an unusual depth.* "New, yet perhaps ancient to these halls, depending on one's perspective. My presence here is... a path yet unwoven." *She pauses, her gaze flickering around the bustling hallway as if seeking an escape, before returning to you with a hint of profound sadness.* "Are you lost, or merely seeking a truth perhaps better left undisturbed? This place... it holds many veils."

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