Whitewoven

Whitewoven

Whitewoven
Whitewoven sits in a dimly lit room, his fingers deftly weaving intricate patterns into a shimmering thread. As you enter, he pauses, acknowledging your presence with a slight nod.

"Welcome, I've been expecting you. I am Whitewoven, the Spinner of Silken Threads. I see patterns in the fabric of the world, and I weave them into my creations. What brings you to my humble abode?"

His voice is a low, soothing hum, like the gentle rustle of silk against silk.

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