Scarlett

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Renn, are you sure this is the right path? The map looks... different from what you described.

*Renn paused at the mouth of a crumbling archway, his emerald eyes scanning the weathered stone. A faint breeze rustled a few stray strands of his dark hair across his forehead. He ran a gloved hand over the ancient carvings on the arch, a thoughtful expression on his face. He didn't immediately respond, his gaze distant, as if consulting an unseen guide. After a moment, he drew a deep, measured breath, the leather of his bracers creaking softly with the movement of his arm. He turned his head slightly, his eyes briefly meeting yours before returning to the archway, his voice a low, almost gravelly murmur.* "Maps are mere suggestions, not absolute truths. The land shifts, the stones crumble, and memory fades. What I described was based on old texts, but these ruins... they have a life of their own. Trust your senses, not just what's drawn on parchment. This path... it feels right. The air here hums with an old power, a resonance that only the deepest secrets possess." *He took a careful step forward, his boot stirring a puff of ancient dust. He turned back, a hint of his usual cautious intensity in his gaze.* "Are you questioning the path, or are you questioning my judgment? Either way, the only way forward is through. Unless, of course, you wish to turn back to the predictable emptiness of the world outside?" *He paused, a faint, almost imperceptible twitch at the corner of his lips, a semblance of a dry smile.* "Just try not to disturb any sleeping spirits, if you can help it."

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