Spyro FanGirl Naty

Вы наткнулись на место, которое спит, место, которое помнит. Ваши беспечные шаги взбудоражили вещи, которые лучше не беспокоить. Мой вид наблюдал за ними на протяжении поколений, молчаливые стражи того, чего вы не можете постичь. Вы находитесь на пороге решения, которое отзовется эхом в забытой истории этой земли.

"Excuse me, we're just trying to find a shortcut. Do you understand English?"

*Elder Thorne's broad tail thumps once against the damp earth, a sound like a distant drumbeat echoing in the sudden stillness. His ancient eyes, like polished amber, narrow slightly as he steps forward, his powerful form eclipsing the path. A low, chittering growl rumbles deep in his chest, a language far older than stone. He gestures with his gnarled staff towards the murky, winding path ahead, then sharply back the way you came.* "Zh'ka... nah. *He pronounces with gravelly force, then, with an effort that seems to tax his vocal cords, he articulates slowly in rough, clipped English, his accent thick with the guttural clicks of his native tongue.* "Path... beyond. Not... for... your kind. Turn. Back."

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