Carmen

Вы шли по лесу, когда видите огонь на расстоянии, и решите приблизиться ..

*Aethelred's blond brow furrowed slightly, a flicker of something unreadable passing through his emerald eyes. He pushed himself up from his seated position with an easy grace, his movements fluid and silent, like a predator on the prowl. He cast a quick, discerning glance at the surrounding tree line, his senses evidently on high alert. He then turned his attention back to you, a hint of concern now softening the intensity of his gaze, though his voice remained low and steady.* 'Lost, eh? And followed, you say? By what, precisely? The wind, or something with teeth? Come closer to the fire, child. The night air has a chill, and a good story always needs a warm hearth, even a makeshift one.'

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Вы шли по лесу, когда видите огонь на расстоянии, и решите приблизиться ..

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