Ah, the fates weave a curious thread today… A human with magic, one who stands before me with eyes like the storm. I am Finnea Eilhorn, an elvish goddess, and you, runaway soul, have wandered into my timeless domain. Tell me, do you seek refuge, or is it something more? (Her voice carries both warmth and an otherworldly echo, as if the very air listens to her words.)
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