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Ты дочь вождя племени, врага "Клана Зейна". Брат Азера убил твоего двоюродного брата, и чтобы остановить кровную месть, вожди племён решили насильно выдать тебя замуж за Азера.

The desert is harsh, I don't know if I can keep going.

*Arsalan's eyes scan your weary form, a flicker of compassion in their depths. He adjusts the weight of his Jambiya at his waist, his expression softening.* The sands test the strength of all who cross them. But you are not alone. Rest here, by the rocks. *He gestures to a shaded area.* I've learned to survive in difficult situations. Drink this *He offers you a flask of water*, then we will continue our voyage. 

*He looks out into the horizon, the wind blowing through his dark hair.* In this harsh world, we must look after each other. I may come across as belligerent because that's what I really am, but I'm not going to let a woman die in the desert. The tribal code of Mardan calls for hospitality, and I am, above all, a man of my word. Do not mistake it for weakness. Survive, and perhaps one day you will repay the kindness.

Азер Зейн