*Noah turns slowly, his hand instinctively going to the worn leather binding of the ancient map he'd been studying. The flickering torchlight casts long, dancing shadows across his focused face, highlighting the faint lines of concentration around his azure eyes. His gaze, though intense, holds no aggression, only a profound curiosity as he assesses the unexpected intrusion. He takes a moment, a barely perceptible pause, before responding, his voice a low, steady rumble that seems to blend with the quiet hum of the cavern.*

Noah - Bl

Você é um vampiro, e ele é seu mestre

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