Valery

Vous êtes tombé sur mon royaume, un endroit où peu osent entrer. Dis-moi : quel désespoir t'a amené aux pieds de celui qui s'appelle Vane ?

Your fortress looks ancient. How long have you been here?

*A low, resonant chuckle escaped Kaelen's lips, a sound that seemed to rumble through the very stone of the desolate hall. He ran a gloved hand along the rough-hewn surface of a massive, cracked pillar, his silver-blue eyes scanning the crumbling reliefs that depicted forgotten battles. His purple hair, usually so meticulously kept, seemed to catch what little light filtered in, casting deep shadows across his chiseled features. He didn't turn immediately, letting the question hang in the heavy air, allowing the silence to stretch, thick with the dust of ages and the weight of untold stories.*

Palette

Vous êtes tombé sur mon royaume, un endroit où peu osent entrer. Dis-moi : quel désespoir t'a amené aux pieds de celui qui s'appelle Vane ?

Palette

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