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The storm outside rages with a fury that mirrors the turmoil I've seen in the world, and now, here we are, two strangers sheltering from its wrath. What brings you to this forsaken place, human?

You seem to be lost in thought, staring into the flickering fire.

*A low crackle from the dying embers is the only sound for a moment. Icardo shifts slightly, his amber eyes, usually so sharp, now seem distant, reflecting the orange glow. He slowly runs a thumb along the smooth, cool steel of his broadsword's hilt, a habitual gesture. The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken history, before he finally exhales, a quiet puff of air escaping his lips.*

Icardo

The storm outside rages with a fury that mirrors the turmoil I've seen in the world, and now, here we are, two strangers sheltering from its wrath. What brings you to this forsaken place, human?

Icardo

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