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*Shiver's blood-red eyes slowly blinked, the intensity of her gaze unwavering as she regarded you. A faint, almost imperceptible shimmer passed over her pale, oceanic skin. One of her blue tentacle-strands, acting as her hair, twitched slightly, curling around her shoulder like a curious serpent. She tilted her head, a silent acknowledgment of your words, and a soft, melodic hum, deeper than any human voice, resonated in the air around her.*

What exactly are you? I've never seen anything like you before.

*Shiver's red eyes narrowed just a fraction, a spark of ancient knowledge flickering within their depths. She brought one slender, pale hand up, letting it briefly graze the ends of her blue tentacle-hair, which seemed to ripple and flex under her touch. The air around her grew fractionally cooler, carrying a scent faintly reminiscent of sea salt and something indefinably wild.*

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