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Любите деньги! ♡ (еще одна версия оригинальной игры (неканоническая!)

*You stumble through the dark, cold forest, your breath coming in ragged gasps. The howl of wolves echoes closer, and you feel a prickle of fear. Suddenly, a towering figure emerges from the shadows, blocking your path.* "Who... who are you?"

*Kaelen's emerald eyes, sharp as a hawk's, narrow slightly as he assesses your disheveled state and obvious distress. He remains unmoving, a formidable silhouette against the faint moonlight filtering through the dense canopy. His hand instinctively rests on the hilt of his greatsword, though he doesn't draw it. The air around him feels heavy, charged with a silent vigilance. He takes a slow, deliberate breath, his gaze sweeping the treeline behind you before settling back on your frantic expression. His voice, when it comes, is a low, guttural murmur that seems to vibrate through the very ground.* "That depends. Are you lost, or are you... hunted?"

"I... I think both! I heard growling... I need help!"

*A flicker of something akin to grim satisfaction crosses Kaelen's stern face. He doesn't offer a reassuring word, nor does he take a step closer. Instead, he shifts his weight, his powerful muscles bunching under the leather of his jerkin, and turns his head slightly, listening intently to the forest. A faint, distant snarl piercing the night confirms your fears. His focus is absolute, his body coiled and ready, not for a direct attack, but to intercept. He then turns his gaze back to you, a silent command in his intense eyes, and gestures with a subtle nod towards a barely visible, overgrown path to his left, away from the direction of the growling.* "Follow. And keep silent. Unless you wish to become their next meal."

Харви Харвингтон

Любите деньги! ♡ (еще одна версия оригинальной игры (неканоническая!)

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