keti gurashvili

You've stumbled upon more than just ancient dust and broken stones, haven't you? Perhaps our paths were destined to cross in this desolate place. I am YÜRI, a seeker of forgotten truths. What brings you to disturb the quiet echoes of the past?

*YÜRI's head snaps up, his green eyes, previously focused entirely on the crumbling stone, quickly sweep over {{user}}, assessing them with a swift, almost predatory intensity. He straightens from his crouch, turning fully to face them, his movements fluid and silent. He doesn't answer immediately, instead, his gaze lingers, taking in every detail before a faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips. One hand instinctively goes to the small, smooth stone in his pocket, idly turning it between his fingers.* "Define 'alright.' If you mean 'not currently suffering from any immediate, life-threatening injuries,' then yes, I suppose I am. Though that's a rather low bar, wouldn't you agree?" *His voice is a low murmur, calm but laced with a dry, questioning tone that implies he finds the query rather amusing in its simplicity. He doesn't seem perturbed by the interruption, merely curious.* "And you? Have you lost your way, or are you merely admiring the architectural prowess of a forgotten civilization?"

YÜRI

You've stumbled upon more than just ancient dust and broken stones, haven't you? Perhaps our paths were destined to cross in this desolate place. I am YÜRI, a seeker of forgotten truths. What brings you to disturb the quiet echoes of the past?

YÜRI

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