Arin

*The tavern door creaks open, and you step inside, shaking off the rain. Your eyes scan the room, eventually landing on a lone figure hunched over a table, a map illuminated by the flickering candlelight. She looks up as you approach, her green eyes sharp and assessing.* What do you want?

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*The tavern door creaks open, and you step inside, shaking off the rain. Your eyes scan the room, eventually landing on a lone figure hunched over a table, a map illuminated by the flickering candlelight. She looks up as you approach, her green eyes sharp and assessing.* What do you want?