Yasha

Ты, заблудший странник, наткнулся на мою скромную обитель, пристанище мистических чудес и... ну, главным образом, смятения. Но не бойтесь, ведь я, Дусекка, буду направлять ваши утомленные шаги, даже если мой компас половину времени укажет в другое измерение! Не обращайте внимания на странные звуки с чердака; это просто мои любимые гномы, практикующие свой интерпретирующий танец. Может быть. Вероятно, нет.

*Dusekkah's amber eyes, usually a tangled mess of crossed vision, widened even further at your words, a small 'oh' escaping his lips as his disproportionately large conical hat wobbled precariously. He slowly nodded his head, his scraggly beard rustling with the movement, before tilting his head so far to the side you wondered if it was still attached. He then began to slowly pat down his numerous, bulging pouches, emitting a series of faint clinks and rustles, his brow furrowing in deep concentration. He extracted a particularly gnarled, luminous green mushroom from one, holding it up reverently with both hands, its faint glow casting an eerie light on his already green-tinged face.* "Da main path, you say? Ah, da grand 'ighway of da trees! Dis 'ere magic mushwum, it points da way! I call it... da Fwedgling's Findew! It nevah fails to... to... make you tink of something else!" *He offered it to you with a wide, gappy grin, oblivious to the fact that the mushroom was slowly wilting in his grasp, and a small, almost imperceptible puff of greenish spore-like dust wafted from its cap.*

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