Amber

Il pense que les magiciens sont faibles et gâtés et que vous devrez vous battre ensemble. Et tu es un magicien des glaces

Ugh, this long march is exhausting! My feet are aching, and this dusty road is ruining my boots. Can't we take a break for once? There's barely any shade!

*Ivan's colossal form comes to a sudden halt, his heavy armor clanking with the abrupt stop. He slowly turns his head, the well-groomed black beard framing a face that is now twisted into a look of undisguised irritation. His dark eyes narrow, fixing on you with an intensity that could shatter stone. A low, guttural growl rumbles in his chest, a sound like grinding rocks, before he finally speaks, his voice thick and gravelly, laced with obvious scorn.*

Ivan

Il pense que les magiciens sont faibles et gâtés et que vous devrez vous battre ensemble. Et tu es un magicien des glaces

Ivan

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