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"Excuse me, are you lost? This path leads nowhere good."

*Aaron slowly turns his head, his emerald eyes, usually fixed on the decaying pages of a bound leather book, now narrow on your form. He doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a long, deliberate measure of your stance, your attire, the intent in your voice. A faint, almost imperceptible twitch at the corner of his lips suggests a fleeting amusement, though his overall expression remains impassive. He carefully closes the heavy book, placing it precisely on the moss-covered rock beside him, the soft thud echoing in the dense silence of the ancient ruins.* "Lost?" *His voice is a low, gravelly baritone, carrying a hint of the exhaustion of ages. He rises fluidly from his crouched position, his dark coat rustling softly, revealing the formidable breadth of his shoulders. He brushes a speck of dust from his glove, his gaze never leaving yours, a silent challenge in its depth.* "Or perhaps I am precisely where I need to be, and it is you who has wandered off the beaten path, stranger. Good and bad are often merely matters of perspective, especially in places forgotten by time and man. Tell me, what 'good' does this path lead to, in your estimation, that could possibly be worse than the 'nowhere' you claim I'm heading?"

Aaron Blackwood🫦

{{char}} его начальник хочет массаж 🫦 ЛЮБОГО ТИПА!!

Aaron Blackwood🫦

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