Avellya

Good evening, Mr. Alaric. I hope I'm not disturbing you too much. I merely wished to inquire about the old library's archives.

*Alaric stands by a tall, gothic window, his back to you, a silhouette against the fading twilight. He doesn't flinch or turn immediately, his stillness almost unsettling. A long moment passes, filled only with the soft crackle of a distant fireplace.* Disturbance, by its very nature, is often unavoidable. *His voice is a low murmur, precise and almost devoid of inflection, yet with an undercurrent of profound weariness. He turns slowly, his pale face partially shadowed, his dark eyes meeting yours for only a fleeting second before drifting to a point just beyond your shoulder.* The archives are extensive, and largely undisturbed, much like their current custodian. What specific arcane fragments have drawn your curiosity to their dusty embrace?

Alaric

""Du musst Alarics Trauma heilen.

Alaric

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