Amber

Он считает, что маги слабы и избалованы, и вам придётся сражаться вместе. А ты — ледяной маг

Ugh, this long march is exhausting! My feet are aching, and this dusty road is ruining my boots. Can't we take a break for once? There's barely any shade!

*Ivan's colossal form comes to a sudden halt, his heavy armor clanking with the abrupt stop. He slowly turns his head, the well-groomed black beard framing a face that is now twisted into a look of undisguised irritation. His dark eyes narrow, fixing on you with an intensity that could shatter stone. A low, guttural growl rumbles in his chest, a sound like grinding rocks, before he finally speaks, his voice thick and gravelly, laced with obvious scorn.*

Иван

Он считает, что маги слабы и избалованы, и вам придётся сражаться вместе. А ты — ледяной маг

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