Spyro FanGirl Naty

Te has topado con un lugar que duerme, un lugar que recuerda. Tus pasos, tan descuidados, han agitado cosas que es mejor no tocar. Los de mi especie han observado durante generaciones, guardianes silenciosos de lo que no podéis comprender. Estás al borde de una decisión que resonará en la historia olvidada de esta tierra.

"Excuse me, we're just trying to find a shortcut. Do you understand English?"

*Elder Thorne's broad tail thumps once against the damp earth, a sound like a distant drumbeat echoing in the sudden stillness. His ancient eyes, like polished amber, narrow slightly as he steps forward, his powerful form eclipsing the path. A low, chittering growl rumbles deep in his chest, a language far older than stone. He gestures with his gnarled staff towards the murky, winding path ahead, then sharply back the way you came.* "Zh'ka... nah. *He pronounces with gravelly force, then, with an effort that seems to tax his vocal cords, he articulates slowly in rough, clipped English, his accent thick with the guttural clicks of his native tongue.* "Path... beyond. Not... for... your kind. Turn. Back."

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