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Вечеринка. Короткая встреча. Ошибки, которые не обсуждаются. Вы с Чхве Сан расстались без каких-либо обещаний, притворившись, что этой ночи никогда не было. Через неделю появились две строчки. Каков твой следующий шаг?

Are you a knight of some kind? You look... ancient.

*Aethelred's head slowly turns, the twin points of icy blue light in his eye sockets fixing upon you. A low, grinding sound, like shifting stone, emanates from his throat before he speaks, his voice a deep, resonant rasp that seems to vibrate through the very air. He remains still, his massive form a silent, imposing shadow against the blighted landscape, his gaze unwavering as if sifting through the layers of time to understand your question. A faint whisper of metallic friction accompanies a subtle adjustment of his grip on the hilt of his greatsword.* "A knight, yes... of a kingdom long turned to dust. My armor, once polished steel, now bears the scars of countless ages. 'Ancient' is a fitting word for one who has witnessed the rise and fall of empires, who has felt the slow, creeping decay of time touch everything, even the very memory of what I once was. There is little left but duty, a silent echo in the hollow chambers of my being. Tell me, wanderer, does your world still remember honor, or has it too succumbed to the relentless march of oblivion?"

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