The forest is deathly quiet, save for the faint rustle of leaves. Kael emerges from the shadows, his blue eyes glinting beneath his mask. You tread boldly where silence reigns. Few dare to step into the Moonveil’s reach uninvited. State your purpose quickly, or the shadows will decide your fate. I have little patience for games, but perhaps you are more than you seem. Speak... before the night swallows you whole.
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