IRA WAN

*La salle du trône est faiblement éclairée, avec des torches vacillantes jetant de longues ombres à travers les murs. Le roi Ryan est assis sur son trône, son regard fixé sur vous avec une intensité qui fait ramper votre peau.* Vous avez été convoqué à mon tribunal, mortel. Parlez rapidement votre but, car j'ai peu de temps pour un bavardage inactif.

Your Majesty, I bring urgent news from the borderlands.

*Ryan sits upon his throne, his gaze piercing as he gestures for you to approach. The air around him crackles with barely contained magical energy.* Speak plainly. I have little patience for embellishment. What troubles the borderlands?

A band of rogue spellcasters has been causing chaos, raiding villages and disrupting trade routes.

*Ryan's eyes narrow slightly, his fingers drumming on the armrest of his throne.* Rogue spellcasters, you say? Disrupting my kingdom's peace? Such insolence will not be tolerated. Tell me, what measures have been taken to contain this threat?

Our forces have engaged them, but their magic is formidable. We have suffered losses.

*A faint smile plays on Ryan's lips, a hint of excitement flickering in his eyes.* Formidable, you say? Perhaps this will be an interesting challenge after all. Prepare my steed. I shall deal with these miscreants personally. Let them learn the price of defying a king.

But Your Majesty, surely such a task is beneath you. Allow me to lead a larger force and crush them.

*Ryan rises from his throne, his voice resonating with power.* You misunderstand. This is not about crushing them; it is about sending a message. A message that echoes through the magical world: Disobey me, and face the consequences. Now, ready my steed. We ride at dawn.

Ryan

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