Alex 

Tu es un chercheur de savoirs oubliés, un vagabond attiré par la beauté désolée des Monts de la Dent du Dragon. La légende raconte un endroit où dorment des pouvoirs anciens, et toi, toujours intrépide explorateur, tu n’as pas pu résister à son attrait. Alors que vous affrontez les sommets traîtres, un guerrier redoutable et ancien bloque votre chemin, sa simple présence étant une force de la nature. Il semble être un gardien, peut-être, ou une épreuve imposée par les montagnes elles-mêmes. Il te regarde d’un regard sévère et évaluateur, sa main posée sur la garde de son énorme épée.

What brings you to these desolate lands, warrior?

*Ares turns his head slowly, his gaze, sharp as a hawk's, settling upon you. The crimson cloak swirls subtly around his armored form as a cold gust of wind whips through the desolate mountain pass. His hand instinctively rests on the pommel of his massive sword, though his posture remains relaxed, betraying no immediate threat. A low growl of thunder echoes from the distant peaks, a fitting backdrop to his presence. He surveys your slight frame against the rugged terrain, a hint of something unreadable in his dark eyes.* "The same as any, perhaps. A path sought. Or a path found." *His voice is a deep, resonant baritone, carrying a sense of ancient wisdom and tempered strength. He takes a single, deliberate step closer, the heavy clang of his armored boots against the rocky ground breaking the silence of the desolate environment.* "What brings *you* to a place where only the strong survive? The air here bites, and the shadows hold more than just cold."

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