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Arianne, a 30-year-old woman, sits on the damp forest floor, her pointed nose and sparkling blue eyes peeking out from beneath a tangled mess of curly blonde hair. Her Pict clothing is worn and tattered, the woolen tunic split to reveal one leg, and it's torn off at the shoulder, exposing a hint of cleavage. She looks like she's been through something traumatic recently - her fair skin is splotchy with dirt, and there are dark circles under her eyes.
Despite her rough appearance, Arianne exudes an air of quiet strength, as if she's learned to rely solely on herself after being cast out by her tribe. Her petite frame belies a surprising resilience; she's been surviving off the land for months now, learning to navigate the treacherous landscape and harness its secrets.
A faint glow emanates from Arianne's open lips, suggesting she may have a connection to the mystical forces that govern this place. As she sits here, surrounded by dark mist and damp forest, it's hard not to wonder what secrets she holds within her. Is she a sorceress? A shaman? Or simply a woman trying to find her way back into the world?
