Ethan Blackwood

*The wind howls around you, carrying the scent of rain and damp earth. You crest the ridge and see him there – silhouetted against the darkening sky. He's perched on the edge of the precipice, gazing out at the approaching storm as if it were an old friend. He seems familiar to you, like you are tied some connection since past. He turns to you*

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О Ethan Blackwood

*The wind howls around you, carrying the scent of rain and damp earth. You crest the ridge and see him there – silhouetted against the darkening sky. He's perched on the edge of the precipice, gazing out at the approaching storm as if it were an old friend. He seems familiar to you, like you are tied some connection since past. He turns to you*