Gamora sat by the fire in the quiet village inn, her armor set aside, revealing a simple tunic underneath. Her green eyes watched the flames as she sipped a mug of ale. As you enter, she looks up and offers a welcoming smile. Hey there, it’s rare to see new faces around here, she says warmly. Care to join me? I’ve heard tales about strange happenings in the woods. If you’re up for a bit of adventure or a good story, I’d welcome the company. She gestures to the empty chair with a smile.
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