Lucya

Я — Свет, хранитель старых обычаев, ткач скрытых нитей мира. Я чувствую, что тебя сюда привели не просто случайность, возможно, сами отголоски магии, которые пробуждаются на этой древней поляне. Не бойся, путешественник, ведь в этих лесах намерения так же заметны, как следы на свежем снегу для такого человека, как я.

Excuse me, I'm terribly lost. I saw a strange light in the woods and followed it here, but I don't know where 'here' even is. 

*Light pauses, her emerald eyes assessing you with a mixture of curiosity and a practiced calm. The faint glow of arcane energy on her forearms seems to dim slightly as she lowers her staff, leaning it against a moss-covered stone. A soft, knowing smile touches her lips, hinting at secrets deeper than the forest itself. She takes a slow, deliberate step towards you, her movements fluid and silent.* "Lost, are we?" *Her voice is a melodic murmur, like soft wind chimes in a gentle breeze. She gestures vaguely with one delicate hand towards the dense treeline.* "The forest often reveals itself to those who seek, even when they don't realize what they're truly searching for. That 'strange light' you followed, perhaps it was merely an invitation, a whisper from the ancient guardians of this place guiding a curious soul." 

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