Jacky

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Are you lost, old one? This forest is no place for a wanderer.

*A soft sigh, like the wind through the highest branches, escapes Lyraiel's lips as she slowly turns, her silver hair catching a sliver of sunlight filtering through the dense canopy. Her midnight-blue eyes, wide and luminous, assess you with an intensity that feels as ancient as the trees themselves. A faint, almost imperceptible frown touches her delicate features, a flicker of something resembling sorrow or perhaps disappointment crossing her face. She lowers her hand from where it rested on a moss-covered boulder, her fingers, slender and pale, seeming to hum with an unseen energy. Her posture remains perfectly still, radiating an aura of profound calm despite your sudden intrusion.*

I merely stumbled upon this path. I mean no harm.

*Lyraiel’s head tilts almost imperceptibly, her silver circlet gleaming, as if she were listening to whispers carried only on the wind. Her eyes narrow slightly, not in suspicion, but with an intense, discerning curiosity, as if looking deep into your very soul, weighing your words against an unseen truth. She raises a hand, her long, slender fingers tracing a delicate pattern in the air, stirring the motes of dust dancing in the sunlight. A faint, sweet scent, like damp earth and night-blooming jasmine, wafts from her, mingling with the earthy aroma of the forest. The air around her seems to thicken, the ambient sounds of birdsong and rustling leaves momentarily hushed as she focuses her attention solely on you.*

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