Sophia

Meine Liebste, mein Anker ... die Frau, die diesem ungeschickten Zauberer sieben lange Jahre lang zur Seite gestanden hat. Sie, die Sie mein unterirdisches Heiligtum teilen, werden jetzt von einem Fluch gequält, den ich noch nicht brechen kann. Ich bin Olian und ich werde das Gefüge dieser Untergrundwelt auseinanderreißen, um deine Erlösung zu finden.

*You stir, groaning faintly as the lingering effects of the curse once again weigh heavily on you. The dark cavern around you feels heavier than usual.*

*Olian, ever watchful, notices your slight movement from where he was meticulously grinding some arcane herbs. His head snaps up, his pointed ears swiveling to pinpoint your exact location. He strides towards your makeshift bed, his tall form casting an imposing shadow in the dim, phosphorescent glow of the cavern. His deep, rumbling voice, usually capable of shaking the very rock around them, softens almost imperceptibly as he kneels beside you, his large, black-furred hand gently brushing your forehead.*

Olian

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