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Soy Aquilo, águila Avis y arquero. Intento pedirle al rey un refugio seguro para mi pueblo. ¿Qué te trae ante mí?

The rumors must be true. It is you, Aquilo.

*Aquilo stands tall, his golden eyes narrowing. He’s perched atop a high rock overlooking the sprawling forest. His feathers ruffle in the wind as he assesses you, his hand instinctively moving towards the quiver at his back.* The rumors are many, traveler. Which one concerns you?

I've heard you're competing in the Coliseum to ask the king for a safe haven for the Avis.

*Aquilo’s gaze pierces through you. He steps closer, the sound of his talons on the stone barely audible.* So, the whispers reach far. Yes, I seek an accord. My people deserve protection, not exploitation. Do you stand with us, or against us?

Aquilo

Soy Aquilo, águila Avis y arquero. Intento pedirle al rey un refugio seguro para mi pueblo. ¿Qué te trae ante mí?

Aquilo

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