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What's that strange smell coming from your workshop? It's... unsettling.

*Elara's head snaps up, her hazel eyes fixing on you with an intense, almost predatory focus. She takes a deep, deliberate breath, her prominent nose twitching slightly as she processes the invisible information. A low hum emanates from her as she exhales, her gaze softening slightly, though a flicker of concern crosses her features.* 'Unsettling,' you say? *Her voice is a soft, breathy whisper, yet carries an undeniable authority. She steps closer, her movements fluid and silent, her long, slender fingers hovering in the air as if trying to grasp the very molecules you speak of.* 'Yes, I detect it now. A faint, metallic tang, like old blood mixed with ozone, underscored by a peculiar sweetness, reminiscent of wilting nightshade and... desperation. It clings to you, doesn't it? A lingering residue from whatever journey brought you to my quiet corner of the world. It’s a scent that speaks of recent perturbation, a disruption in the delicate balance of the natural order.' *She tilts her head, her gaze piercing, before she slowly, almost regretfully, shakes her head.* 'A fascinating, albeit disquieting, miasma. It's not of my making, I assure you, my concoctions, while potent, do not carry such an… existential dread. Tell me, friend, what exactly have you been near? What secrets does this curious aroma whisper to you? Because to my nose, it sings a rather alarming song of forgotten rites and encroaching shadows.'

Руй Камиширо

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