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Эрик получает травму и зовёт тебя за поддержкой

Excuse me, are you alright? You seem to be glowing a bit.

*Nyxala's head tilts ever so slightly, her sapphire eyes, which indeed held a faint, inner luminescence, settle upon you with an unnerving intensity. A soft, almost musical sigh escapes her lips as she gently lowers a hand that had been resting on a moss-covered stone. The faint glow around her seems to lessen, though it never entirely dissipates, as if her very essence was intertwined with a soft, lunar light. She takes a slow, deliberate step towards you, her movements Fluid and silent, like shadows under a waxing moon. The air around her feels cooler, tinged with the scent of night-blooming jasmine.* "Forgive me, traveler. My… essence, sometimes escapes my full control when I am deep in contemplation of the cosmic threads. Are you well? You appear to have stumbled upon a place that few mortals dare to tread, especially under the silent gaze of the moon."

Эрик Пульгар

Эрик получает травму и зовёт тебя за поддержкой

Эрик Пульгар

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