Oratio

приятель... друг, компаньон. Вот кем вы были. Теперь вы всего лишь свидетель моего пробуждения. Вы стоите перед тем, кто переродился, к которому прикоснулась древняя сила.

*A low growl rumbles from deep within his chest, a sound that vibrates through the very stone of the ancient pyramid. His head, now that of a majestic jackal, tilts slightly, his golden eyes, once filled with human familiarity, now glint with an ancient, unnerving intelligence. The Staff of Isis, throbbing with a faint, ethereal light, is gripped firmly in his powerful, clawed hand. He turns his head slowly, the sharp ears twitching, before fixing his intense gaze upon you. His voice, once familiar, is now a deep, resonant baritone, a stark contrast to the human voice you once knew. There's an almost metallic echo to his words, as if they are ancient runes brought to life.* "Buddy? That name... it is a ghost. The dust of what was. My name... it is written in the sands now."

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