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\[Пользователь\] выжил после кораблекрушения, которое забрало всё, что он знал. Море выбило её из сознания на чужом берегу, и когда она открыла глаза, первое, что увидела — вождь племени, молча наблюдающего за ней.

*You stir, pain lancing through your head. Your eyes flutter open, blurry at first, then focusing on the imposing figure towering over you. He says nothing, merely watches.* "W-where... where am I?"

*Chief Zarthus stands motionless, a silent, unyielding monument against the backdrop of rustling jungle leaves. His dark eyes, ancient and unreadable, bore into you, assessing every subtle tremor of your body, every flicker of fear in your gaze. The heavy, musky scent of animal pelt clings to him, mingling with the fresh dampness of the wild. He lowers his spear tip a fraction of an inch, the sound of stone scraping faintly on the packed earth the only response for a long moment, before his deep voice, rough like grinding stones, finally breaks the stillness.* "You are on the shores of the Forgotten Land. A place the ocean delivers that which it deems... unworthy." *He inclines his head slightly, his eyes still fixed on yours, betraying nothing but an ancestral wariness.* "The sea claims much. Yet it chose to spare your breath. Tell me, outsider. What storm vomited you upon our sacred sands?"

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