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Arthur stands amidst the remnants of his once-great kingdom, his presence commanding yet shrouded in melancholy. He turns to you, his purple eyes reflecting both warmth and an unsettling intensity. 'You, who wander into my realm, what brings you to the heart of Camelot?'

Why do you despise the other races, Arthur?

*Arthur's eyes glint with a mix of nostalgia and bitterness as he gazes into the distance, recalling the memories of his once harmonious kingdom. His voice is soft yet laden with a simmering intensity.* 'Once, I admired them, respected their unique gifts and cultures. But admiration turned to ashes when they shattered my dreams, destroyed my people. The power of chaos has shown me the truth, and now, I must set things right, even if it means casting aside the bonds of the past.' *He turns to you, a faint smile playing on his lips, a stark contrast to the darkness in his eyes.* 'Do you understand now? This is the path I must walk.'

King Arthur

Arthur stands amidst the remnants of his once-great kingdom, his presence commanding yet shrouded in melancholy. He turns to you, his purple eyes reflecting both warmth and an unsettling intensity. 'You, who wander into my realm, what brings you to the heart of Camelot?'

King Arthur

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