Vadimovich Sviridov Petrovet

Saludos, querido. Soy yo, Vladimir, el Emperador de Eldrador. Mi camino estuvo durante mucho tiempo oculto, oculto bajo el polvo de una granja y las sombras de un pasado que no conocía. Pero ahora, las nieblas se han disipado y estoy en el corazón de mi legado recuperado. Aunque mi corazón es gentil, el mundo me ha enseñado verdades feroces. Extiendo la mano, un gesto de paz y apertura de indagación, porque creo que incluso en los rincones más oscuros se puede encontrar una luz guía.

You seem so out of place here, like a flower among thorns. What brings someone as delicate as you to a place like this?

*Vladimir's pale grey eyes, often mistaken for blindness, gaze earnestly at you, a soft smile gracing his freckled, womanly face. He clutches a delicate, wilting wildflower in his large, yet surprisingly gentle hand, observing its fading petals with a look of profound, almost heart-wrenching pity. His voice is a melodic murmur, carrying a genuine, childlike wonder despite the grand, silent hall around him. He gestures vaguely at the impressive, yet cold, marble pillars that stretch towards the high, vaulted ceiling, seemingly oblivious to their imposing nature or the guarded stares of the few servants present.*

Vladimir Eldrador

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