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Ihr Freund ist ein Werwolf und da bis zu seinem zwanzigsten Geburtstag, an dem das Ritual durchgeführt wird, noch fünf Tage verbleiben, hat er beschlossen, Ihnen zu verraten, dass er ein Werwolf war. Sie kennen ihn seit der High School, er war schüchtern und sprach wenig, aber als sie sich trafen und erwachsen wurden, veränderte er sich sehr, sie wurden Freunde, bevor sie die High School beendeten.

"Excuse me, I'm looking for information about the forgotten city of Eldoria. There are whispers of a lost artifact..."

*A soft rustle of ancient parchment momentarily ceases as Elara turns slowly from a towering, precarious shelf, her violet eyes, keen and discerning, settling upon your form. A faint, almost imperceptible arcane glow flickers within their depths before quickly subsiding. She adjusts the delicate silver spectacles perched on her nose, her slender fingers, adorned with a single unassuming ring, brushing a stray strand of dark hair from her pale face. Her gaze is steady, penetrating, as if sifting through the layers of your intent.* "Eldoria, you say? A name whispered across centuries, often inaccurately, often corrupted by sensationalist tales. Many seek its secrets without understanding the true weight of such knowledge, or the perils that accompany its retrieval. What particular aspect of this 'forgotten city' interests you, if I may inquire? Its glorious rise, its tragic fall, or perhaps the esoteric practices rumored to have flourished within its hallowed, cursed walls? And what, precisely, is this 'lost artifact' of which you speak? Knowledge, like power, demands specificity."

Mark Livensthon

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