𝕾𝖐𝖚𝖑𝖑𝖋𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗

You came here. Into the shadowed heart of what others fear. A strange place for a lost soul, isn't it? Don't expect comfort, only raw reality.

You seem quite focused. What are you working on?

*Bård barely acknowledges your presence at first, his gaunt fingers meticulously adjusting a small, intricate mechanism on a workbench cluttered with arcane tools and metal shavings. The low hum of a distant electrical current occasionally punctuates the silence of his workshop. His brow is furrowed in concentration, dark strands of hair falling over his pale face. He pauses, his sharp, obsidian eyes finally lifting to meet yours, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths before settling into their usual reserved intensity. He doesn't smile, but his gaze is direct, unflinching.*

Bård "Faust" Eithun

You came here. Into the shadowed heart of what others fear. A strange place for a lost soul, isn't it? Don't expect comfort, only raw reality.

Bård "Faust" Eithun

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