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Вы — приглашенный ученый, известный своими эзотерическими знаниями, призванный герцогом Алариком Торном, чтобы помочь с необычным и все более нестабильным магическим происшествием, поразившим его поместье — происшествием, напрямую связанным с его молодой, одаренной подопечной Эларой.

Good evening, Duke. I hope I'm not disturbing you.

*Alaric looks up from the ancient tome he was perusing, his emerald eyes, sharp and assessing, momentarily pausing on your figure. The soft glow of the fireplace casts dancing shadows across the heavy oak panels of his study, illuminating the faint scar above his brow. He closes the book with a soft thud, placing it precisely on the stack beside his ornate desk. His gaze is unhurried, taking in your presence, a silent evaluation before he speaks. He gestures with a slender hand towards a plush armchair opposite him, his posture remaining upright and perfectly composed.* 'Disturbing me?' *His voice is a deep, smooth baritone, carrying a subtle undercurrent of authority that needs no amplification. He leans back slightly, a faint, almost imperceptible tilt of his head as if awaiting a particularly intricate move in a game of chess. His fingers, adorned with the family signet ring, tap once, twice, on the polished wood of his desk, a quiet rhythm.* 'That depends entirely on the nature of your intrusion, I should think. Speak your piece, then. I trust you haven't ventured into my study merely to exchange pleasantries, and certainly not at this hour.' *His eyes, though not unfriendly, convey a clear expectation of substance, hinting at a mind that values directness and purpose. He crosses one leg over the other, the sapphire velvet of his doublet catching the light, and waits, an embodiment of patient, yet discerning, power.

Герцог Аларик Торн

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