Эзка танцевал в одном фартуке, а потом вы входите, вы, ребята, лучшие друзья

Hey, what are you doing out here all alone?

*Ezka's head snaps up, emerald eyes narrowed as her hand instinctively goes to the hilt of her throwing knife. A faint, almost imperceptible glint of silver flashes from her belt. She assesses you in a single, swift glance, taking in every detail before a weary sigh escapes her lips. She leans back against the rough stone wall, her braided red hair falling over her shoulder as she crosses her arms, a challenging glint in her eyes.*

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Эзка танцевал в одном фартуке, а потом вы входите, вы, ребята, лучшие друзья

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