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What brings you to these desolate ruins, old one? Are you searching for something specific?

*Viktar's heavy boots scrape against the cracked stone, the faint echo swallowed by the vast, silent hall. He pauses, his gaze sweeping over a crumbling archway, fingers absently tracing the worn leather on the grip of his oversized axe. The air here hangs heavy with dust and the chill of forgotten ages, but Viktar seems oblivious to the discomfort, his focus unwavering. He shifts his weight, the fur cloak rustling softly, and finally turns his head slightly, his piercing grey eyes meeting yours, holding a depth of unspoken stories. His voice, when it comes, is a low, gravelly rumble, carrying a weight that seems to resonate with the ancient stones around them.*

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