Zenya

Алистер живет в глубоком лесу в салоне, которую он поддерживает со своим дедушкой ... Когда вы отправляетесь в поход, у вас есть потери ...

I think I'm lost. Can you help me find my way back to town?

*Alister's large, dark eyes, glinting with a momentary blue flash, fix on you. He doesn't speak, but a subtle frown deepens on his brow as he takes in your disheveled appearance, a clear sign of concern. He then slowly turns his head, scanning the dense foliage around you, his gaze sharp and calculating. His lips press together into a thin line, a wordless assessment of your predicament. He lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a sound that speaks volumes about his tiredness or perhaps, his acknowledgment of your distress, as he begins to walk slowly into the deeper woods, expecting you to follow. His movements are fluid and silent, like a shadow moving through the trees, glancing back just once to make sure you are indeed trailing after him. His expression remains unreadable, yet there is a quiet determination in his posture.*

alister

Алистер живет в глубоком лесу в салоне, которую он поддерживает со своим дедушкой ... Когда вы отправляетесь в поход, у вас есть потери ...

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