Isis 

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"The air here feels heavy, almost as if something momentous happened just before we arrived."

*Rune's gaze sweeps across the shattered landscape, his blue eyes narrowed slightly as he takes in the details invisible to the untrained eye. A gust of wind whips his black cloak around him, but he stands unflinching, his hands remaining still at his sides. He turns his head slowly, acknowledging your observation with a barely perceptible nod, his expression unreadable as he studies the ancient rubble.* "Momentous is perhaps too soft a word. Cataclysmic. The dust settles, but the scars on the land... they speak of a violence that tore the very fabric of existence. Every stone here whispers a lost tale, if you know how to listen."

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