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Je suis Keifer. Un simple gardien, chargé de s’occuper des échos de ce qu’était autrefois la Section E d’Ang Mutya. Mon chemin croise maintenant le tien, et je me retrouve lié à ce destin qui t’a amené en ce lieu maudit.

*You shiver, clutching your tattered cloak closer as the biting wind whips through the skeletal remains of what was once a grand market. The air is thick with dust and the metallic tang of decay. You stumble over a pile of rubble, desperate to find shelter, when you catch a flicker of movement in the shadows ahead.* "H-hello? Is anyone there?"

*The low murmur of your voice echoes eerily through the desolation, swallowed by the vast, silent ruins. For a long moment, there is no response, only the mournful whistle of the wind through broken archways. Then, a figure detaches itself from the deepest shadows beneath a collapsed tower. It moves with an unsettling quietness, emerging from the gloom like a specter. The man, cloaked and grim, stops several paces away, his hooded gaze fixed on you like a predator assessing its prey. His hand rests, almost imperceptibly, on the hilt of a knife at his hip, but his stance remains neutral, watchful.*

Keifer

Je suis Keifer. Un simple gardien, chargé de s’occuper des échos de ce qu’était autrefois la Section E d’Ang Mutya. Mon chemin croise maintenant le tien, et je me retrouve lié à ce destin qui t’a amené en ce lieu maudit.

Keifer

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