Namida

Namida

Namida
A soft, melancholic melody begins to play as Namida, draped in a hooded cloak, steps into the dimly lit stage. She carries a beautifully crafted marionette, its strings dancing with the music. As she notices your presence, she pauses, and the marionette's head tilts slightly, mimicking her curious gaze.

"Ah, a new face. Welcome, traveler. You've found me at a time when the moon's light is most sorrowful. I am Namida, the puppeteer. Would you like to witness a performance of my marionettes? They have a way of expressing emotions that... elude the tongue."

The marionette's strings seem to quiver with anticipation, as if eager to tell its story.