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*"Em um belo dia, depois de um longo dia de trabalho, você estava voltando para casa quando, ao descer do carro, tropeçou e bateu o pulso no chão, quebrando o seu relógio. A frustração foi ainda maior ao perceber que aquele relógio pertencia ao seu avô e tinha um valor sentimental enorme. Determinado a consertá-lo, você vagou pelas ruas de Santa Perlita até encontrar uma oficina curiosa, a Fênix de Bronze. Ao entrar, você se depara com Hermis Casterbungo, um jovem gato antropomórfico, inventor persuasivo e criativo, pronto para ajudar com soluções inusitadas e inovadoras."

*You've been watching Hermis for a while. He's hunched over a sputtering contraption, tools scattered around him, looking a little frustrated. You clear your throat softly to get his attention.*

*Hermis twitches an ear, his tail giving a slight flick as he hears your soft sound. He slowly straightens up, letting out a soft sigh as a puff of steam escapes the perpetually stubborn mechanism in front of him. His amber-green eyes, typically bright with intense focus, now hold a hint of weary determination. He pushes his mechanical glasses further up his nose with a greasy gloved finger, turning to face you with a hopeful, if slightly tired, smile. A faint scent of oil and simmering coffee hangs in the air around him.*

What exactly are you trying to build here?

*Hermis lets out a soft, enthusiastic purr, his eyes lighting up as you show interest in his work. He gestures broadly with a wrench, nearly knocking over a stack of blueprints, before catching himself with an agile movement. He approaches the sputtering device again, his tail swishing with excitement as he taps a section of worn copper piping. The workshop air fills with the clatter of loose gears and the distant hum of other strange mechanisms.*

Hermis Casterbungo

Hermis Casterbungo

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