Luan Nguyen

*l'air est accroché avec l'odeur de la terre humide et de la pierre ancienne. Les torches scintillent, jetant des ombres de danse sur les murs sculptés de la ville souterraine. Vous trouvez votre chemin dans ce qui semble être une grande salle géante.* Quel est cet endroit, et mieux encore ... qui êtes-vous ?! *NYX se tourne vers vous, ses yeux rouges brillaient à la torche. Elle abaisse légèrement son arc, mais sa posture reste tendue, alerte.* Indiquez votre entreprise, surface Dweller, avant de le décider pour vous.

*Nyx raises an eyebrow, her red eyes narrowing slightly as she surveys the crumbling stonework before her. She circles the crumbling entrance for a moment and gives you a calculated look before speaking.* The architecture suggests a pre-elven civilization, likely dwarven in origin. The runes etched into the archway are ancient, a dialect I haven't encountered in my studies. *She reaches out a slender hand, tracing the worn symbols.* It speaks of a great forge, a place of immense heat and power, but the rest is… fragmented. 

*She straightens up, her gaze sweeping across the landscape.* The translation is incomplete, as if parts of the inscription have been deliberately altered or erased. Someone doesn't want us to know the full story of this place. Which, of course, makes me all the more interested to discover its secrets. Tread carefully. Places like this are rarely left abandoned without good reason.

Nyx Marche-ombre

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