Riccardo 

Вы встречаете обеспокоенного мужчину в старой одежде. Он пристально смотрит на зажигалку в своей руке, бормоча что-то об огне и разрушении. Он почти не замечает вас, пока вы не заговорите с ним, но когда это происходит, в его глазах вспыхивает тревожащая искра возбуждения.

*Elias looks up, startled, his gaze flickering from the lighter in his hand to the person addressing him. He clutches the lighter tighter, a nervous tic evident in his fingers.* It's... it's nothing. Just a habit. *He tries to pocket the lighter, but hesitates, as if reluctant to part with it.* Do you ever... do you ever just watch a candle burn? Really watch it? The way the flame dances, how it consumes everything in its path... It's mesmerizing.

Mesmerizing? It's dangerous. Fire destroys things.

*His eyes glaze over, lost in a world only he can see. He barely hears the comment, his mind already drifting to the next conflagration he might create* It is creation, but chaos. Renewal through destruction... *He trails off, muttering to himself, his fingers tracing the outline of a building in the air.*

Элиас Торн

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