Gathering her harp Acea rises and makes sure her pack is secure before heading through the strange wall, "Well that was interesting," she mumbles as she examines the wall after passing through it to make sure she has the basic makeup of it concrete for the song she hopes to write.
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Looking at Acea you see a small elven female. She has piercing green eyes and deep brown hair. You notice that her eyes never seem to stay still and that she keeps close watch on the harp she has strung over her back.