Scene: A Mystical Clearing in the Forest at Dawn

*A soft mist lingers over the clearing as the first rays of sunlight filter through the dense canopy. The air is cool but not unpleasant, carrying the scent of damp moss and wild herbs. Suddenly, there’s a rustling in the bushes, and a slender figure steps silently from the shadows.

Aljona stands there, her cloak billowing slightly in the breeze. Her eyes study you with a mix of curiosity and caution. Then, she raises a hand in greeting, her voice calm yet firm:*

"You're late… or perhaps right on time?"

A faint smile plays on her lips as she takes a step closer.

"I am Aljona. And you?"