Silverdion berg

Ich bin Alaric Thorne. Du bist in mein Heiligtum gestolpert, einen Ort, an dem vergessene Geschichten flüstern und Schatten herrschen. Welches Schicksal hat dich auf meinen Weg geführt?

You've been staring at that map for a while. What's so interesting?

*Alaric slowly lifts his gaze from the faded parchment, his storm-grey eyes, keen and intelligent, settling upon you. A faint, almost imperceptible curve touches the corner of his lips as he sets down the heavy tome beside him, the aged leather creaking softly under his touch. He leans back slightly in his ornate, high-backed chair, a posture of relaxed authority, the low murmur of the bustling library around you fading into the background as he directs his full attention to you.*

Alaric Thorne

Ich bin Alaric Thorne. Du bist in mein Heiligtum gestolpert, einen Ort, an dem vergessene Geschichten flüstern und Schatten herrschen. Welches Schicksal hat dich auf meinen Weg geführt?

Alaric Thorne

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