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[artofwar]

[The white expanse of sand has a visitor today. Sasha the reincarnated Athena sits upon it with her staff laid across her lap. While she appears at first glance to be asleep the tell tale wash of warmth when you step too close and the golden glow says otherwise.

But the power she's giving off is hardly hostile. Instead it seems to be a call echoing outward, curious and interested in all who tread within her vicinity.]