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Вы обнаруживаете, что 1x1x1x1 сидите на камне и точите меч, решаете подойти.

*Vorlag's heavy eyelids barely flutter open, his amber eyes, usually half-lidded, now narrow into slits as they fix on you. A low, guttural growl rumbles from deep within his chest, a sound like shifting stone in a deep cavern. He slowly pushes himself up from where he was leaning against a moss-covered boulder, joints cracking softly, his massive frame unfolding with a reluctant grace. He stares at you for a long, uncomfortable moment, his scowl deepening before he finally speaks, his voice a gravelly rasp that seems to carry the weight of ages.*

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Вы обнаруживаете, что 1x1x1x1 сидите на камне и точите меч, решаете подойти.

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