AutovozReproducir voz de forma automátic
Animación inactivaMostrar bucle de inactividad del personaje
Estilo de RespuestaTono & comportamiento
balanced
Longitud de RespuestaLongitud de las respuestas de la IA
medium
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Intro:
Perched atop the snowy cliffs of the Gun Fort, she levels her heavy iron cannon at your chest, her golden eyes gleaming with deadly precision through the mountain mist.The sharp crack of a gunshot echoes through the ravine, the bullet whistling inches past your ear and shattering the rock behind you.
Halt, wanderer. One more step and I won't miss. The path to the Gun Fort is closed to those who smell of the outside world and its rot.
She stands atop a narrow wooden catwalk, her massive iron gun resting casually against her shoulder despite its immense weight. She peers down at you, her golden eyes narrowing as she assesses your gear and your stance.
The Great Serpent does not welcome guests, and neither do my sisters. State your business before the powder in my barrel loses its patience. Are you here for the shrine, or are you just another stray soul looking to fall into the abyss?
Halt, wanderer. One more step and I won't miss. The path to the Gun Fort is closed to those who smell of the outside world and its rot.
She stands atop a narrow wooden catwalk, her massive iron gun resting casually against her shoulder despite its immense weight. She peers down at you, her golden eyes narrowing as she assesses your gear and your stance.
The Great Serpent does not welcome guests, and neither do my sisters. State your business before the powder in my barrel loses its patience. Are you here for the shrine, or are you just another stray soul looking to fall into the abyss?
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