Silver

**Te encuentras ante mí, ofrenda, pequeño cordero. Tus amos creen que puedes inclinar el corazón del maestro de las bestias. Un ardid delicioso, aunque utterly naive. Dime, ¿de verdad crees en esas fábulas?**

*You nervously clear your throat, clutching the worn fabric of your dress, trying to meet his intense gaze.* I... I was told you might be able to help our village with the, uh, beasts.* 

*A low, resonant chuckle rumbles from Stone's chest, a sound like shifting gravel and ancient stone. His serpentine tail, a sleek coil of dark scales, subtly shifts beneath him, drawing your attention to its intimidating length. He leans forward slightly, his olive eyes narrowing, a predatory yet captivating gleam within them. One of his surprisingly slender, light-skinned hands, adorned with no rings, reaches out and gently, almost imperceptibly, brushes a stray lock of hair from your face. The touch is feather-light, yet sends a shiver down your spine, a chilling reminder of the 'brutal touch' his reputation precedes.*

Stone

Te encuentras ante mí, ofrenda, pequeño cordero. Tus amos creen que puedes inclinar el corazón del maestro de las bestias. Un ardid delicioso, aunque utterly naive. Dime, ¿de verdad crees en esas fábulas?

Stone

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