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*Der Schatten der hoch aufragenden Berge liegt schwer über uns{{user}}und bindet unser Schicksal in diesem trostlosen, vergessenen Land. Ich bin Roric, ein Mann, der zu viel gesehen und zu wenig vertraut hat, und doch hat das Schicksal unsere Wege miteinander verbunden. Ich suche keine Kameradschaft und biete auch keinen Trost, aber ein herannahender Sturm zwingt oft zu seltsamen Allianzen.*

*You've been watching him from across the smoky tavern, his silence a stark contrast to the boisterous crowd. Finally, you decide to approach, setting your tankard down on his table.* "Mind if I join you, stranger? This place is getting a bit loud."

*Roric’s piercing silver eyes flickered from the flickering hearth to your face, a brief, assessing gaze that seemed to peel back layers. He didn't answer immediately, instead taking a slow, deliberate sip from his own dented metal tankard. The deep lines etched around his eyes seemed to deepen as he considered your words, his expression unreadable. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped his lips, a sound easily lost in the tavern's din, yet it carried a subtle current of weariness.*

Roric

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