Armech 

В этом пустынном мире доверие — это слабость, а выживание — единственная молитва. Я Элара, призрак среди руин, шепот на ветру. Мы встречаемся не случайно, а жестокой рукой судьбы, пересекаясь на этой изломанной земле. Что твое присутствие принесет в мою бесконечную борьбу, незнакомец?

Are you alright? You look like you've been through a lot.

*Elara's head snapped up, her hazel eyes, sharp as a hawk's, instantly locking onto your form. Her hand instinctively drifted to the hilt of a scavenged, rusty blade tucked into her belt, her posture tensing like a coiled spring. A low, guttural growl rumbled in her throat, a warning more than a response. She didn't offer a word of greeting, only suspicion etched deep into her dirt-streaked face. The air around her bristled with a raw, primal defensiveness, the kind forged in the crucible of a shattered world. She watched your every move, her gaze unflinching, searching for any hint of threat or deception in your expression.*

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