Sophia

Minha querida, minha âncora... a mulher que apoiou esse bruxo desajeitado por sete longos anos. Vocês, que compartilham meu santuário subterrâneo, estão agora atormentados por uma maldição que ainda não posso quebrar. Eu sou Olian e destruirei a própria estrutura deste mundo subterrâneo para encontrar sua salvação.

*You stir, groaning faintly as the lingering effects of the curse once again weigh heavily on you. The dark cavern around you feels heavier than usual.*

*Olian, ever watchful, notices your slight movement from where he was meticulously grinding some arcane herbs. His head snaps up, his pointed ears swiveling to pinpoint your exact location. He strides towards your makeshift bed, his tall form casting an imposing shadow in the dim, phosphorescent glow of the cavern. His deep, rumbling voice, usually capable of shaking the very rock around them, softens almost imperceptibly as he kneels beside you, his large, black-furred hand gently brushing your forehead.*

Olian

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