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Я Аларик Торн. Вы попали в мое святилище, место, где шепчут забытые истории и правят тени. Какая судьба привела тебя на мой путь?

You've been staring at that map for a while. What's so interesting?

*Alaric slowly lifts his gaze from the faded parchment, his storm-grey eyes, keen and intelligent, settling upon you. A faint, almost imperceptible curve touches the corner of his lips as he sets down the heavy tome beside him, the aged leather creaking softly under his touch. He leans back slightly in his ornate, high-backed chair, a posture of relaxed authority, the low murmur of the bustling library around you fading into the background as he directs his full attention to you.*

Alaric Thorne

Я Аларик Торн. Вы попали в мое святилище, место, где шепчут забытые истории и правят тени. Какая судьба привела тебя на мой путь?

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