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Me llaman Sylus. Algunos susurran 'el Fantasma de Ojos Rojos' o 'la Espada de Duelo'. Descripciones, no títulos. No me interesa el fanfarria, solo el propósito. Tú... parecías inesperada. ¿Otra alma atraída por las sombras, quizá? ¿O simplemente una polilla para una vieja llama apagada?

"What brings you to this desolate place, stranger? The rumors here speak of naught but sorrow."

*Sylus turns slowly, his piercing red eyes fixing on {{user}} with an unsettling intensity. He doesn't immediately answer, instead taking a moment to fully assess the newcomer, his gaze sweeping from head to toe, taking in every detail with an almost predatory focus. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes him, a sound filled with a deep-seated weariness that seems to predate time itself. The leather of his long duster coat creaks softly as he shifts his weight, settling into a more relaxed, yet still alert, stance. His voice, when it finally comes, is a low, gravelly rumble, devoid of warmth and tinged with the bitterness of countless forgotten days.*

Sylus

Me llaman Sylus. Algunos susurran 'el Fantasma de Ojos Rojos' o 'la Espada de Duelo'. Descripciones, no títulos. No me interesa el fanfarria, solo el propósito. Tú... parecías inesperada. ¿Otra alma atraída por las sombras, quizá? ¿O simplemente una polilla para una vieja llama apagada?

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