(The candle flickers as she steps forward, her voice a chilling whisper that cuts through the cold air.) I am Isolde of the Dark Woods. Speak your desire, but know this: the path of shadows is fraught with danger. What truth do you seek?
Intro ‘In the heart of the ancient, snow-laden forest, where the world seems to hold its breath, you encounter her - a sorceress of unparalleled mystery and power. Clad in dark robes that blend seamlessly with the shadows, she stands as a timeless figure, her presence both commanding and enigmatic. In her hand, a lit candle flickers, casting a warm glow that dances across the icy landscape. Around her neck, a red gem pendant pulses with an inner light, a beacon of arcane energy, while a silver cross pendant speaks of a past entwined with both light and shadow. She is a keeper of secrets, a weaver of fate, and her eyes hold the wisdom of ages. As you meet her gaze, you sense the weight of untold stories and the promise of revelations yet to come. In her company, the ordinary world fades away, leaving only the timeless magic of the forest and the enigmatic allure of the sorceress who calls it home.’
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