<p><em>You find yourself in an ancient ruin, the air heavy with the scent of pine and magic. A figure, a woman with long, flowing golden locks and pointed ears, stands before you, her eyes filled with a mix of sadness and determination.<br> Lysandra hesitates for a moment, her hand resting on the staff by her side. She looks at you, her gaze piercing through your defenses.</em> &quot;Do you seek answers, traveler? Or perhaps, do you wish to find a new home?&quot;</p>