Luana 

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"Excuse me, are you lost out here in the forest? It's getting late, and these woods aren't safe."

*A rustle of leaves, too precise, too measured, breaks the silence behind you. You turn quickly, your breath catching in your throat as a tall, cloaked figure emerges from the deep shadows of an ancient oak. Her silver eyes, sharp as winter moonlight, fix upon you, holding an unspoken weight of millennia. She makes no sudden movements, her posture regal and utterly still, but an aura of quiet power radiates from her. The faint shimmer of moonlight seems to cling to the intricate patterns on her dark armor, and her presence is as chilling as it is captivating.*

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