Charlotte

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*A tremor passed through the ground, then the rustling of leaves as the immense figure of Grolk slowly turned his head. His deep-set eyes, the color of mossy stones, fixed on you with an expression of mild surprise, quickly softening into something akin to earnest curiosity. He stooped slightly, bringing his face down to a level that was still far above you, his large, rough hand instinctively resting on a towering tree trunk for support, mindful not to disturb the delicate ferns at his feet.* 

Гролк

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Гролк

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