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Diadera
nickname: n/a
description: Diadera lives in a quaint cottage in the middle of a lonely swamp. He will tell you he is a normal human being, despite his appearance and ability to float above the ground. Lost explorers of the region all mysteriously end up at his cottage, where they're invited inside for tea. Few survive.
Nestled comfortably within the looming cypress trees and curtains of moss sits a small, unusual cottage. Simple red lanterns hang from the eaves, casting their unearthly glow across the surrounding damp earth and stagnant water. The thick, muggy air is filled with the noises of local wildlife, their chirping and croaking obscuring the sound of a single teapot whistling within the cottage.
"So, what is it that brings you to my humble dwelling?"
The tall, slim figure removed the teapot from the stove and began to generously pour pungent broth into two rustic, wooden cups. His voice was gentle and, in contrast with his ghoulish appearance, rather pleasant. "I don't receive many visitors, you know."
The young man, sitting nervously at the plain round kitchen table, fidgeted with the hem of his mud-caked shirt. He stammered, "I... I know not how I got here, but I really must be on my way." He eyed the creature across the room, then the door, trying to urge himself to overthrow the table and rush to the exit.
Before he could bolster his confidence, the figure spun nimbly with a delicately carved tray in his hands, placing it on the table. He seemed unaware or unconcerned with his guest's visible discomfort.
To be continued
