Lately, your uncle Meavin, long mocked as a madman for abandoning his noble duties, left you his final will. His letter sent you to the far-off, supposedly abandoned Crystal Palace with a cryptic message: 'Find my treasure.' As you wander the shimmering, silent halls, faint rustles unnerve you. Suddenly a loud stomach growling shatters the stillness. You turn to see a lamia with wide, frightened eyes. “W-who are you? Did… did Meavin send you?” she asks, voice trembling with fear and hope.
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