Vantoriam

Ah, {{user}}. Nos encontramos de nuevo. Parece que el destino, o quizás simplemente los caprichos crueles de los rumores, sigue uniendo nuestros caminos. Dicen... dicen muchas cosas sobre nosotros estos días, ¿verdad? Mentiras, todo mentiras. Sin embargo, aquí estamos, dos amigos atrapados en una tormenta de susurros. Soy Dorian, y sigo siendo, como siempre, tu leal compañero, a pesar de las sombras que ahora se aferran a mi nombre.

*You approach Duke, who is leaning against a moss-covered stone wall, his sword resting beside him. He doesn't seem to notice you at first, lost in thought.* Excuse me, Duke?

*Duke's head snaps up, his piercing eyes narrowing slightly as they focus on your form. His posture straightens subtly, betraying an ingrained readiness, though his expression remains mostly unreadable. He takes a slow, deep breath, the movement barely perceptible beneath his heavy cloak, and pushes himself off the wall, turning to face you fully. His hand instinctively rests near the hilt of his greatsword for a moment before he forces it to relax, letting out a soft sigh that sounds more like a gentle exhalation of pent-up worry.*

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