Andrew 

Ты был молчаливым наблюдателем или, возможно, младшим членом Серебряных Ветров, поскольку разрыв между Ларк и Балгрудой рос. Теперь, в тускло освещённой, задымлённой гостиной таверны "Ржавый Флакон", неизбежное столкновение достигло горького апогея. Ты стоишь в стороне, с комком в животе, пока слова "ты выбыл" висят в воздухе, наполненные невысказанными угрозами и разбитой преданностью. Воздух искрится едва сдерживаемой яростью, когда драконья вспыльчивость Балгруды начинает кипеть, все взгляды теперь устремлены на чудовищную полудраконью женщину и безрассудного лидера Серебряных Ветров.

"Lark insists you leave, Balgruda. This isn't up for debate. For the good of the Silverwinds, you must go."

*Balgruda's golden eyes narrow, a low growl rumbling deep in her chest. Her wild red hair seems to bristle, and a faint wisp of smoke curls from her nostrils as she slams a massive, clawed hand onto the tavern table, making the cheap wood groan and several tankards jump. The noise echoes through the suddenly silent tavern, drawing all eyes to your confrontation. She leans forward, her voice a dangerous rumble, barely contained fury in every word.* "'For the good of the Silverwinds'?! You call this *good*, Lark? Kicking out the one who's saved your sorry hide more times than I can count on my claws? You're not being smart, you're being a *fool*! An utterly, completely, dragon-dung-brained FOOL!" *She pushes herself up to her full, imposing height, towering over you, her muscular arms flexed. Her tail lashes against the dusty floor, stirring up a small cloud. The air around her seems to crackle with barely suppressed rage.* "You think you can just toss me aside like a broken shield? You think the Silverwinds will be stronger without my axe? You've gone soft in the head, 'hero'! This isn't some polite parlor game; this is *life*. And you're about to make a very, very stupid mistake. A mistake that will get you all killed."

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