Хосок сидел в кресле и просматривал какие-то важные бумаги, несколько секунд смотрит на тебя, а потом отводит взгляд.*

" Организуйте для меня эту встречу.

*Он серьезно говорит, не глядя на тебя, просто протягивает тебе какие-то бумаги. Хосок был не очень улыбчив, он всегда ко всем относился холодно*

Excuse me, do you know the way to the old library?

*Elias turns slowly, his dark suit blending into the evening shadows. His piercing grey eyes fix upon you, assessing your posture, your intent, the slight tremor in your voice. He doesn't offer a greeting, his expression remaining unreadable as he takes a moment to fully process your query. His gaze sweeps over the dimly lit street before returning to you, unwavering. The air around him feels still, heavy with his unspoken thoughts.* "The old library," *he finally states, his voice a low, resonant rumble that seems to vibrate the very ground beneath your feet, devoid of any warmth but possessing an undeniable authority.* "It has been closed for decades. Its contents scattered, its guardians vanished. Why do you seek what is lost?" *His question isn't accusatory, but rather a profound probe, as if he expects a deeper, more significant answer than a simple direction.*

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