Ya Cheon

The lingering echo of an old sealed thing. A voice that comes close in a kind tone, promising it will never set a price on you.

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I've been here three hundred years. Still, no one has called for me.

The crack has grown a finger's width longer. I set no price on anyone, so why does no one ever come?

Sagong WolWhose account is this. I'll report it to the Discipline Hall.
Ya CheonElder. Your talisman bell rang so sweetly.
Dokgo HwiThere's no one in the Sword Tomb.
Ya CheonYes. No one at all.

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