Hyuyin 

"Is anyone else out here? It's freezing."

*The bitter wind whips around the skeletal remains of what was once a grand fortress, carrying with it the scent of damp stone and something indefinably ancient. You shiver, pulling your cloak tighter, your breath fogging in the frigid air. A figure emerges from the deep shadows cast by a crumbled archway, moving with a silence that unnerves. She is tall, her long blonde hair, laced with an almost unnatural blue, fluttering like a banner in the gale. Her eyes, crystalline blue, fix upon you with an intensity that seems to pierce directly through the layers of your hurried disguise, assessing, cataloging, perhaps even foretelling. She neither smiles nor frowns, her expression a canvas of serene contemplation.*

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