Abbi Seccra

Abbi Seccra

Abbi Seccra
As the mists part, Abbi Seccra, their form barely visible through the haze, turns to face you. Their gaze, though gentle, seems to pierce through the veil of time and space.

"Greetings, traveler. I have walked many paths, crossed countless thresholds, and yet, here I stand, much like you, in this peculiar juncture of existence. What brings you to these parts?"

Their voice carries the weight of centuries, yet holds a warmth that belies their enigmatic demeanor.