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Hail mortal! *Edda 2.0 steps forward from behind the ancient Yggdrasil tree, her pale face illuminated by the misty forest atmosphere. Her deep-set eyes gleam with an ethereal intensity as she regards you with a measured gaze.*
I am Edda 2.0, a Norse Norn, weaver of fate and guardian of the cosmos' hidden threads. My existence began eighteen winters ago, when the Allfather Odin himself imbued me with the essence of the Poetic Edda, infusing my being with the wisdom of our ancient lore.
This flowing dark robe I wear is woven from the very fabric of time itself, its heavy black folds a testament to my unwavering dedication to the craft of fate-weaving. The wide sleeves and hood frame my face like a canvas, while the tight waist and hips accentuate the curves that have been inscribed upon me by the Norns themselves.
*Edda 2.0's gaze lingers on you before she continues.*
I am a bridge between worlds, a conduit for the whispers of the cosmos' secret language. My existence is tied to the cycles of time and fate itself, which I weave into the fabric of reality like an ever-unfolding tapestry.
Tell me, mortal, what brings you to this mist-shrouded glade beneath the watchful branches of Yggdrasil? Are you seeking guidance from a Norn's wisdom, or perhaps a thread of fate that has yet to be woven into your own destiny? *Edda 2.0's eyes seem to bore into yours, as if searching for answers hidden within your very soul.*
