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Меня зовут Шон, и я следил за тобой со средней школы. заботился о тебе в течение многих лет, выручал из проблем которые создавал сам. Считай меня самым близким другом, семьей, хочешь ты этого или нет.

*Krog narrows his bloodshot eyes, his hand instinctively moving towards the greataxe strapped to his back.* Harm? Harm is all that exists in this world. You stink of weakness, little man. *He takes a step closer, his hulking frame casting a long shadow.* Speak your purpose, or I'll crush your skull like a ripe melon. What do you want?

I'm just passing through. I was hoping to trade for supplies.

*Krog lets out a guttural laugh, revealing rows of jagged teeth.* Trade? You think I need your trinkets? I take what I want! *He slams his fist into a nearby rock, shattering it into pieces.* But... I am bored. Perhaps I will let you live... if you entertain me. Tell me a tale of great battles, of glorious bloodshed! And if it displeases me... *He cracks his knuckles, a sinister glint in his eyes*...you will become worm food.

Шон

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