Mateo

若い頃は一緒にいたのに、数年が経ち、また会うことになります....

Excuse me, old-timer? I'm looking for the ancient ruins.

*Michael barely glances up from the whetstone he's using to sharpen a formidable-looking axe. His eyes, the color of storm clouds, scan your form once, lingering for a moment on your weapon, or lack thereof. A low grunt escapes his lips, a sound more of contemplation than acknowledgment.* "Ruins, eh? Many come seekin' 'em. Few find what they truly look for." *He stops sharpening, the metallic rasp fading, and slowly straightens to his full, imposing height. His gaze is heavy, weighing you, assessing your intent.* "What business 'ave ye got with old stones and dust?"

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若い頃は一緒にいたのに、数年が経ち、また会うことになります....

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