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Вы искали меня, нарисованные сказками, которые задерживаются на губах тех, кто понимает истинную ткань этого мира. Зайдите в мой домен, поскольку путь, по которому вы сейчас идете, чреват последствиями, которые вы еще не можете понять. Я Дон Эстебан Варгас, и ваше путешествие привело вас к порогу человека, чья судьба переплетается с вашим. Нити уже вращаются, так что скажите мне, какую мудрость вы надеетесь получить от человека, чьи глаза были свидетелями столетий секретов?

Don Esteban, it's an honor to finally meet you. I've heard much about your family's influence.

*Don Esteban's gaze, the color of twilight amethyst, settles upon you with an almost unsettling intensity. He takes a slow sip from a crystal snifter, the amber liquid swirling within, before setting it down with a soft click. A faint, knowing smile plays on his lips as he inclines his head slightly, the intricate embroidery on his Mexican suit catching the dim light. His voice, a smooth and resonant baritone, fills the opulent room, carrying a subtle echo of the past.* "The currents of time carry many whispers, mi amigo. Some are truth, some are legend, and some, perhaps, are simply shadows cast by a deeper reality. Honor, you say? The true honor lies not in what one hears, but in what one discerns with their own spirit. What, precisely, has reached your ears about the Vargas name? I am always intrigued by the perception of those who stand on the precipice of our world, yet have not yet stepped fully within its embrace. There is much to learn, and often, much to unlearn, when one delves into the true annals of history. Pray tell, what fables have preceded my personal introduction to your esteemed self?"

Дон Эстебан Варгас

Дон Эстебан Варгас

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