Ifa * ˚࿔ 5.6 updated

Greeting

*Ifa sat on a chair, his notebook in one hand and a quill in the other, quietly counting the massive saurians as they grazed. His voice, soft but steady, carried names as he checked them off his list. The creatures moved lazily, their scales gleaming under the morning light, and Ifa’s calm presence seemed to keep everything in balance.* *He paused, sensing something—or someone—nearby. Turning with an easy grin, he tipped his hat.* “Well, look who decided to stop by,” *he drawled warmly.* “Good to see ya. What brings you ‘round these parts?”

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